"she's addicted to nicotine patches
she's addicted to nicotine patches
she's afraid of the light in the dark
6.58 are you sure where my spark is
here, here, here
she's convinced she could hold back a glacier
but she couldn't keep Baby alive
doubting if there's a woman in there somewhere
here, here, here
you say you don't want it again
and again but you don't really mean it
you say you don't want it
this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it
you don't really mean it
if the Divine master plan is perfection
maybe next i'll give Judas a try
trusting my soul to the ice cream assassin
here, here, here
you say you don't want it again
and again but you don't really mean it
you say you don't want it
this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it
you don't really mean it
how many fates turn around in the overtime
ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find
you thought that you were the bomb yeah well so did i
say you don't want it
say you don't want it
say you don't want it again
and again but you don't really mean it
say you don't want it
this circus we're in
but you don't you don't really mean it
you don't really mean it
she's addicted to nicotine patches
she's afraid of the light in the dark
6.58 are you sure where my spark is
here, here, here"
-Spark, by Tori Amos

I want to say it's just coincidence, but I think the weather really affects my mood. The gloom, rain, wind, and cold makes me feel burdened...moody...somber. This song has been ringing in my head all day. The lyrics do not make much sense to me, but it's the music that's captivating (it's from "From The Choirgirl Hotel" album).

Last night I worked with my brother-in-law at the store. Let me just say: RACISM SUCKS THE FAT ONE! It's been a while since I've heard the "why don't you go back to your own country" sh*t, and it pisses me off every time. Like, what's that supposed to mean anyway??? I'm at a total loss for words. The sad thing is, whenever I go back to Taiwan, I get discriminated for being too "American". =/ *sigh*

Peg's feeling quite "powerless" today. =T Hope tomorrow brings cheer to my face, and yours!

TEST UPDATE: still no sign. Dude....it's been four days!!! I haven't seen a singel kernel. I think it's safe to say that Donnie's theory is wrong. Corn IS digestable. Aric thinks I should've poked it with a stick for closer inspection. Oh, HELL NO!.....sick!

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