Quality you can taste

I can't wait till we go down to LA this weekend ugh to have Santa Clarita In-N-Out again...*dies*

Where you are is all there is, the only place I want to be

I have walked through the fire as an ordinary manand if I die, I die in peace, part of all that God has planned,'cos I believe in you and the best is yet to come,you've been alone it's true, daddy's work is never done.In my dreams, every night, I see the waves upon the sandand you and I walk alone and there's a ring upon your hand.Yes I believe in you and if my prayers are answered now,I'm coming back , to you, I'm gonna find a way somehow.I'm making my way, each morning I pray for you,day after day,I'll turn every stone, until I get home to you,day after day.Where you are is all there is, the only place I want to beand love is war and war is cold, when you're so far across the sea.still I'm alive, still in love, I hope this letter finds you well,through the blood, through the flames, I can hear those wedding bells.I'm making my way, each morning I pray for you,day after day,I'll turn every stone, until I get home to you,day after day.Darling you know the winds of peace are blowing,(they say the answers written in the wind)still I can hear the fallen angels singing,(our love is stronger than the million miles that separate us)I'm making my way, each morning I pray for you,day after day,I'll turn every stone, until I get home to you,day after day....- "Day After Day " Julian Lennon

where will it lead us from here?

I started this as a paper letter to Keryn, but it's really more of a journal sort of entry anyway.It is so difficult to think about what is happening to the world we live in. I'm afraid for not only my own saftey, but for the saftey of the young men I know, the saftey of the people I will never know. I get this sick, twisting feeling in the pit of my stomcah when I think of the disgustingly real possibility that my friends, the boys I know, the boys I don't know...young, foolish, idealistic, and worst of all, angry, could go far far away, and die. These boys, my friends, my aquantinces, faces on the street, could go away and never come back. Not only that, but this war could also literally be fought here, in the United States. The World Wars were terrifying, but they were so far away, so distant it seemed like an adventure our young men were going on. But this, this could very well be fought on US soil, American civilians could be killed as well. These thoughts make everything else seem so trivial...and yet, I wish the other things, the now seemingly unimportant things would go back to being of the utmost priority.My friend Erich, enlisted in the Marine reserves last year because he thought it would be an easy way to earn a scholorship for college because his parents can't afford to send him. I thought he was stupid when he enlisted, but now I'm just afraid for him, because who knows if he'll end up going somewhere...perhaps he won't, but there is that chance that he will...It just scares me.

today I watche...

today I watched D2 The Mighty Ducks on HBO, Little Giants, and Heavyweights...God bless stupid movies.