"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


Still Alive Underneath this Shroud

Damn rain. No roller coasters for me. Indian Food and Unleashed will have to suffice. And the fourth trip to the coffeehouse in as many days. Chad has a routine.

Had an rather unenjoyable phone conversation yesterday, and the funk has yet to subside. Remind me to kick you while you're down next time.

Watched The Empire Strikes Back last night. It's still the episode I know and love the most, and I know I'm not alone on that.

The dinner bell does the bell thing.

Listening to: Mos Def - Sex, Love, and Money