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Nothing like staying up half the night when you could be sleeping wonderfully.

But no, I had to go next door and allow them to cause me to stay up and watch a movie… as there were many things that are just not right being done in the room.  I will leave it all to your imaginations.  But BJ was supposed to be studying.. but failed to do so and was trying to sleep…  he was being threatened to be awakened in a most unpleasant manner.

I suppose I should go to Algebra tomorrow.  I hear occasional attendance is favorable to none.  At least I don’t have any homework that I am just starting to work on now *mocks ronnie*.

My keys are currently locked in the gym.  Stupid me put them down on the bench, and I thought to myself, “you know, you’re going to forget them if you put them down”, but then I did anyway because it was more convenient at the time…  and surely enough, I forgot them.  After taking my shower and walking back to the gym, I discovered that the lights were off and that it was in fact quite closed.  I was sad.  I needed water, I had no water… . I had no keys to start my car to go and get water in.  You see, when your shirt is comepletely drenched, and it is the substance that it is entirely drenched in is your own sweat, that means you are in need of drinking water.  Lisa was kind enough to bestow upon me 2 of the finest bottles of Zephyrhills natural spring water that I have ever consumed.

Yes, yes, such a wonderfully exciting life I lead.  I talk about how I went and drank water.  I know you’re all jealous… I’d want to be me too.

I’m tired.  This is all crazy talk.  I should just go to sleep.

Night.

“fountains and flourescent lights
the season has come,
the snowbirds have crowded the nights
the townies are tired of beaches and bars
being packed so tight
and bridges and traffic and inlets are locked in their fight

and on these boats
ride the hopes of…
working class boys, dreaming of girls from faraway points
and better things
like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
and they fly north when winter’s done
and we get burned in summer’s sun

fountains and flourescent lights
when the season has come,
the snowbirds have crowded the nights
townies and tourists find unlikely love at first sight
and swear that they’re never leaving,
and that is their plight

and on these boats
ride the hopes of…
working class boys, dreaming of girls from faraway points
and better things
like winter flings
and longing after spring has sprung
they fly north when winter’s done
and we get burned in summer’s sun

this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you’re never leaving
until your flight takes you off
and out of my arms
and into the air
so far from your charms
that I cannot bear
another year
in this long forgotten beach town we once shared

and this winter is lasting forever
at least for tonight
and i know that you’re never leaving,
never leaving me again
not again.”

-“Snowbirds and Townies,” by Further Seems Forever