nighttime, turn around...lonely is the city tonight.

I was motivating myself to go to the gym as I prepared to leave work this morning, and then my boss arrived and said he wanted to take me out for breakfast for my Christmas present. Hell yeah, the gymn will be there on later days. We walked down to the Crossroads and had coffee, omelettes, and good convo. Mike is a way cool guy, and I don't just say that because he's my boss.

I had a full belly that would have certainly left a stain on the gym carpet, so I went home and worked on some music for a couple of hours before going to bed. I was laying there thinking about what I had been working on and having some really good bad ideas when I suddenly realized that c.o.c.'s Mano y Mano is a completely different song than what I had recorded before. So what the fuck is that? OooooOOoh...Down - Pray for the Locust. Same guitarist...different band. Mano y Mano is similar in mood and texture only different...much different. I'm an assclown, but no one caught it and no one cares. I fell asleep...and dreamt.

Alan and the Verge left me a few slices of Domino's pizza leftover from their christmas meal from Mike. Mmmm...cold pizza.

I hide nowhere
They hide in my world
I have nowhere to go
Dreams come as they...
Sleep comes as it...
Dreams come as they do.

Ocean Machine - Biomech is becoming my favorite album ever and I don't even own the cd. That is unjust. If the temperature stays above fifty degrees, I think that I'll walk about campus under the night and the rain.