Well I got to talk to Gina for quite a bit today which was fun, we haven’t gotten to talk for a few days.
It had started storming some this evening, it cleared back up but then got weird looking outside. The sky was a weird blue/purple color mixed with some black clouds and the like. Thunder and lightning and some rain too, knocked the cable off air a few times, of course during Simpsons and Family Guy. Simpsons was good as well as Family Guy and American Dad.
I’ve been doing some updating on my blog, mostly working on the sidebar and some plugins. I finally got that damn plugins used plugin to work, actually it worked before but I couldn’t get it working in a static page but saw a link to a plugin they said was needed to make it work on said static pages, now it works.
I started reading some Amityville book, the evil continues or something like that. Finished it yesterday I beleive, it was a pretty interesting book. I loaned it to mother today she said she’s gonna read it, stated she read a few pages so far.
uh hrmm, I started to break out and itch when I got in bed earlier, don’t know if I ate something that I’m allergic to or if it’s nerves or maybe something on my bed, whatever it is has me itching like mad though.
Oh! I finally got to watch Finding Nemo the other day, it was a pretty good movie, I enjoyed it. Gina was telling me there were some neat stuff on the 2nd disc, haven’t had a chance to check the extra stuff out yet though.
You’re either a poet
Or you’re a lover
Or you’re the famous
Benjamin Stone.
You take one road,
You try one door,
There isn’t time for any more.
One’s life consists of either/or.
One has regrets
Which one forgets,
And as the years go on.
The road you didn’t take
Hardly comes to mind,
Does it?
The door you didn’t try,
Where could it have led?
The choice you didn’t make
Never was defined.
Was it!
Dreams you didn’t dare
Are dead.
Were they ever there?
Who said!
I don’t remember,
I don’t remember
At all.
The books I’ll never read
Wouldn’t change a thing,
Would they?
The girls I’ll never know
I’m too tired for.
The lives I’ll never lead
Couldn’t make me sing.
Could they? Could they? Could they?
Chances that you miss.
Ignore.
Ignorance is bliss–
What’s more,
You won’t remember,
You won’t remember
At all,
Not at all.You yearn for the women,
Long for the money,
Envy the famous
Benjamin Stones.
You take your road,
The decades fly,
The yearnings fade, the longings die.
You learn to bid them all goodbye.
And oh, the peace,
The blessed peace…
At last you come to know:
The roads you never take
Go through rocky ground,
Don’t they?
The choices that you make
Aren’t all that grim.
The worlds you never see
Still will be around,
Won’t they!
The Ben I’ll never be,
Who remembers him?
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