Archive for October, 2002

Toad The Wet Sprocket, Good Intentions

Wednesday, October 30th, 2002

it’s hard to rely on my good intentions
when my head’s full of things that i can’t mention
seems i usually get things right
but i can’t understand what i did last night

it’s hard to rely on my own good senses
when i miss so much that requires attention
have to laugh at myself sometimes
and i can see that i’m not blind

there’s little relief
give us reprieve
for all the things i’ve left behind
i’m positive that i’m not blind

i’m not afraid things won’t get better
but it feels like this has gone on forever
you have to cry with your own blue tears
have to laugh with your own good cheer

it’s hard to rely on my good intentions
when my head’s full of things that i can’t mention
seems i usually get things right
but i can’t understand what i did last night

there’s little relief
give us reprieve
imagining the world outside
i’m positive that i’m not blind

i can’t be hard on you
’cause you know i’ve been there too
learned a lot of things from you

but life gives little relief
give us reprieve
and when everyone is cold as ice
i clinch my fists and close my eyes
imagining the world outside
but i can see that i’m not blind

Much to my astonishment..

Wednesday, October 9th, 2002

apparently today the liberals are driving msn:

http://slate.msn.com/?id=2072061

S.

[Does anyone have any idea what msn’s bias is? It seems very inconsistant..]

well, well, well..

Wednesday, October 9th, 2002

I have somehow crashed my body’s sleep schedule. I keep hoping it will reset, but at the moment, it doesn’t seem to be inclined to.

In other news..

The mainstream media reports the peace rally we attended in Seattle at 5k people. Indymedia reports it at 10k. My estimation was about 8k. It’s hard to tell.. but it’s obvious that a lot of people felt strongly enough about not going to war that they got out of their houses and marched.

One can only hope that there will continue to be more and more feeling.

It was interesting.. at times, I caught a little bit of a PLUR vibe, rave style. Which I guess is not that suprising, since the P stands for peace, and that’s what we were out there talking about.

Well, at least the mainstream media noticed us at all. Maybe when we get a hundred thousand people it’ll be a major news event.

Or maybe not.

I continue to be confused about where I want to be, what I want to do, etc, etc.