03-08-02 - 8:27 a.m.
my current frame of mind can only be dubbed as
weirdly poetic.
i dug out old counting crows stuff, whose lyrics might be considered free verse if you subtract the piteous whine of adam duritz.
then i discovered desktoppoetry.com, which offers online refrigerator magnet words you can rearrange and send to a friend. i suck at it, but the attempt to wow patrick with my creativity is strangely soothing, especially when i'm working at hotel hell. out of about three hundred snippets of words, this was all i could manage;
our
love
is
crazy.
i'm
yours forever.