I love mail.

I am going to be on Musiqueplus.

I doubt I will understand what is going on.

Jedi Blur.

Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas
Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas

Tes yeux ravivent le jour
Au coeur
Au coeur des mes nuits
J'ai gardé secret mon désir
Et pourtant comme l'aurore
T'arrives sans avertir

Je sais que les jours sont parfois
Longs parmi les hommes
Mais tu dois t'y faire pour t'y plaire
Je sais tu trouveras

Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas
Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas

Ne perds pas ton indépendance
Elle justifie tes absences
T'arrives sans avertir
Et jusqu'à l'aurore
Tu restes sans rien dire

Je sais que les jours sont parfois
Longs parmi les hommes
Mais tu dois t'y faire pour t'y plaire
Je sais tu trouveras
Je sais tu trouveras

Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas
Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas

J'ai comme l'envie de te dire
J'ai plus envie de fuir
Tu n'as plus envie de fuir
Mais jusqu'à l'aurore
On restes sans rien dire

Je sais que les jours sont parfois
Longs parmi les hommes
Mais tu dois t'y faire pour t'y plaire
Je sais tu trouveras
Je sais tu trouveras

Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas
Oui mais moi, je ne sais pas

Dumas - "Je ne sais pas".

I really didn't have anything else to write, but I felt like I needed to write. For those of you who have amazing abilites to access obscure things on the internet, you should find it somehow.

Even if you don't understand French.

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Your eyes bring back the day
In the heart
In the heart of my nights
I've kept secret my desire
And yet, like the dawn
I arrive without warning

I know that days are sometimes long among men
but you must accept things to enjoy them
I know you'll find that out

Yes but me, I don't know
Yes but me, I don't know

Don't lose your independence
it justifies your absences
arrive without warning
and stay until the dawn
without anything to say

I know that days are sometimes long among men
but you must accept things to enjoy them
I know you'll find that out
I know you'll find that out

Yes but me, I don't know
Yes but me, I don't know

I want to tell you
that I don't want to leave anymore
you don't want to leave anymore
so stay until the dawn
without anything to say

I know that days are sometimes long among men
but you must accept things to enjoy them
I know you'll find that out
I know you'll find that out

Yes but me, I don't know
Yes but me, I don't know

I have decided to become a Salt Trader.

You know, sometimes you can be having the worst day in the world...and the most minor thing can cheer you up.


He pulled his much-to-large-for-him orange chair directly beside me and proceeded to show me all of his favourite websites on the internet.

I didn't understand 80% of what he said.
I didn't make much sense when I replied.


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Someone make me a list of things to do. No lame things, please. Short term, long term, life or otherwise.

I'll explain later.


I must find this coat, or something similar to it. I saw one very close to this, but with a wonderful built in thick-flipped collar. If anyone has any ideas where I can locate such a coat, please help me out.

So there was this woman and she was on an airplane, and she was flying to meet her fiancé seaming high above the largest ocean on planet earth.

She was seated next to this man she had tried to start conversations, but the only thing she had really heard him say was to order his Bloody Mary.

She was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine article about a third world country that she couldn’t even pronounce the name of. And she was feeling very bored and despondent.

And then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out, and they started just falling thirty-thousand feet, and the pilots on the microphone and he’s saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh my god” and apologizing.

And she looks at the man and says “Where are we going?”

And he looks at her and he says “We’re going to a party. It’s a birthday party. It’s your birthday party. Happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much.”

I need a break from it all. All I ask is for a day or two.

I want to write a will.

I want people to know that I cared about them, and know what I cared about.

I want to give them advice, and give them hope.

But I figure, if I write a will, it gives me permission to die.

Tricky situation.

I'm too superstitious.

It is time for the obligatory "Salieri Facts" journal update!

Everyone does one of these at one point or another, so I figure it is my turn now.

*Growl*

Salieri is back in action.

Headed down to NC sometime soon, rad.