outrunning the disease of the father.

everything is a-okay. what do we have to worry about? nothing. this is life, goddammit. i will not be cowed into any other perspective. we're all so silly.

the best song ever written tonight is 'wish i may' by ani difranco. i mean, really.

'i am stumbling down the gravel driveway of desire
trying not to wake up my sleeping self-loathing.'

if it were possible, i'd shake all of you awake right now and make you listen to it while you read the words in the cd booklet. and then i'd give you some mashed potatoes and let you go back to sleep. because mashed potatoes are GOOD.