11:57AM
i put these new mooses on my page. they are.. moose like. The computer that lives here in the living room is on the fritz. Actually it's not the computer exactly it's the aol, which isn't working right. Even though there's two different aol versions on there neither is working. Steve's brother is going to try to reinstall aol on there and see if that fixes it. It doesn't effect me because i use my laptop. but people are getting frustrated because they can't go online right now. And steve's sister was asking if there was a phone line in her room so that she could hook up her computer. There is but it's the main phone line, the phone line the computer is on only goes to the computer. Then she was like oh well i have dsl, but of course she doesn't have dsl here, but she has the router for it from when she had it at her house. (she's been staying here until she finds a new place) So, now we might be getting dsl, which i sort of wanted to do all along because then i can use my computer whenever and not have to worry about blocking the line. Also it just makes pretty good since since the dsl cost is pretty much equal to or close to equal to the cost for regular internet acess and an extra phone line which you wouldn't need anymore. So anyway, now we might be getting that instead. I don't know who through though.
Last night i had a dream that i was supposed to move in with nicole b in this wierd apartment. But just when i got there, she left. And i kept calling her and asking her to come back but the more i did the more i alienated her. It was all too familiar and sucky. Then i dreamt that i was walking this dog, at home, and i was following melissa who went down to five corners and bought a bunch of condoms. She was pissed that i was following her.
When i woke up i thought of the begining of a poem and was like, if i don't write this down i will forget it. but i didn't and i did. so oh well.
How many people have heard that rhyme that goes: what's your name, Puddin' Tame (or something), Where do you live? Under a bridge. What do you eat? Pigs feet. What do you drink? Black Ink.
I was trying to remember if there was more to it, because i was telling it to steve and he had never heard of it. I tried looking for it online, with no luck. I found this though:
Witch, old witch, how do you fly?
On a broomstick going by.
Witch, old witch, what do you wear?
Black old clothes and uncombed hair.
Witch, old witch, what do you eat?
Little green bugs and pickled pig's feet.
Witch, old witch, what do you drink?
Apple cider vinegar and midnight ink.
Witch, old witch, do you live in a house?
I live in a haystack, with a little mouse.
wierd eh?
i'm bored. and it's hot in here.
bored