I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.

"There has to be a change, I'm sure
Today was just a day fading into another
And that can't be what a life is for
And anything she said well she feels a lot better
And that's all that really matters to me"

Bleh. All my friends except David and Brian are in Santa Maria. David's in Boston and Brian's here. However, Brian needs Stan and Dan to loosen him up. You can't have just me and Brian. We end up saying very odd things. I've got a list to prove it. (Anyone who hasn't seen El Gato's wise sayings... uh... ahem.) So. I'm alone, but David is keeping me entertained. Anyway.

posted by Emma @ Wednesday, July 30, 2003