You think of no-one but yourself
You see the rest of us as fools
You see the rest of us as fools
…from our home high in the city where the skyline
stained the snow, I fell for a servant who kept me on the boil
so, back to the training buffet i go.
Kenosha tomorrow and torture myself until Friday and decide if I am racing MTV this weekend.
MS. Complicated is AWOL and I am totally confused. Go figure.
Anyway, it’s a Moby sort of day.
Lie… on the phone to me, tell me no truth, if it is bad, there’s enough in my life, to make me so sad….
yep…
While watching the weather radar…no rain no rain no rain no rain….
Stilted shows are a coming. Cool people in the future. Seattle to race.
