2002-06-23   4:01 a.m.

i've given up on even trying to describe dreams in writing. my apologies for those poor efforts.

i sat on my butt all day, except when frydaddying food. lowtax finally led a raid on dogbomb, but my 56k made my participation fruitless.

fruitless like this entry. i have no insights to share today (gasp!), but you can listen to me sing if you'd like.. what we did was dangle one of those little white computer microphones off the edge of my desk in my dorm room at imsa, and face all the amps toward it. that fact in mind, the recordings are suprisingly good. be cool and go to the band's site if you want more.

the band is one of the things i miss the most about my time at imsa. it was a blast. spritz [drum] and steve [bass]are going to u of i (where i'm going), so i really hope we'll get a band together there. this time i want us to write and record our own stuff. maybe somebody on campus has a soundroom we can use -- that'd be fun. yeah yeah, i'm a dreamer, whatever. so i guess i just ended up writing about a different kind of dream.

oh well.

and i can't wait til Brytne can tell me about her day in person again.

everything else is temporary.

kyle

how bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out