*yawn*

i haven't really slept well in a while--and i have an interesting story to tell about the guy who had me material but not potential.

the owens's's''s's's is comings over from that infernal continent this eve, morn, whenever they arive. I have to find an apartment soon

too tired to write--maybe i'll call

oh--and somebody get me what the bush campaign sent to churches about goals and deadlines, i'm intrigued and wonder why i wasn't invited.