It's quiet here.

Long day. Got in about an hour ago, and I'm in shorts and a t, just kinda mellowing. No one around really to chat with online, so I'm burning barbra streisand cds for friends at work. I think they may revoke my punk rocker card for this one. *laughs* No, just kidding. I'm half incline to throw in a cobras or dirtbombs track on the cd, just for effect. I've really been rocking out to the 'bombs in the car lately...they do quite a bit rhythmically with 2 basses and drums.

I realized today that i can neither succeed nor fail if I do not try. Felt very yoda, although rockaway does not feel like Dagobah.

I think I figured something else out. That I reek of desperation sometimes...and it's not attractive. COuld be what chases people away. It's happened quite a bit lately.