past midnight...

i don't want to go to bed because that means the morning will come alot sooner and i'm not quite ready for it yet...

the other day i took a short nap. i was in that happy state between asleep and awake, where you are still aware of where you are but you aren't quite conscious. then i realized that i was walking on some dark street. i came upon a squished animal that looked like a raccoon, plastered to the road. i stood over it, looking at it. suddenly it lifted its head and looked at me with large, black, shiny eyes and snarled at me. then i woke up, my heart practically popping out of my chest.

i'm listening to the flaming lips...i like them.

dane is writing a song about a dead squirrel found on the road...

still don't want to go to bed...