New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Thursday, January 22, 2004
I don't know if today will be any better than yesterday, though I did manage to catch the 6:40A bus which got me into the city by 8A as opposed to 8:30A which in the grand scheme of things afforded me a lot of time to get things out of the way this morning.

Plus there are monkeys on the Google front page!!!

Why doubt a day that started off so well? Because I saw a homeless man with a hat made out of duct tape wearing two garbage bags inside P. Authority and outside of P. Authority I saw a woman laying prostrate on her side in obvious distress while the people around her tried to gather assistance.
posted by JustKeepMum on 8:52 AM