So if you live your life in a three piece suit,
In a cocktail dress, or combat boots
You pick your path and you walk your truth
And the world will come round to you.

Pop the cork, a champagne glass
Raise to the future, drink to the past
Thank the Lord for the friends he cast,
In the play he wrote for you.

Saturday, June 21, 2003

i'm stupid.

i know it. ibm knows it.

and the only person who doesn't think they're going to burn me at the stake is my brother, the emperor of canada who says his government will have me killed free of charge.

*sigh*

maybe it's time for a different game plan. i could...uhmm....er...then...no..no wait....*sigh*....yeah, i'm doomed.





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