rebeldogg

Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere

A singer in a smokey room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill,
everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice,
just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlight people

- Journey -- "Don't Stop Beliving"

Okay, so I've got a new rule:

No More Using the Computer While Drunk

I think it's a good rule and I'll have to hold myself to it.

For some reason last night I thought it would be a good idea to get online and post a journal and post messages to other people. Then I sent a bunch of e-mails to people. I don't even remember most of what I said or who too.

So that's that, then.