"online high school yearbook"

i'm fixed on friendster
and i spy
a drowy grin somewhere in the shadows of my monitor

do i swing a subtle grin at myself?
or is it to friendster that i flirt to?

is there even a difference anymore?

sara's all too right. friendster is like an online high school year book for grown-ups. and i hate high school.

this really gotsa stop. who's with me?!

anyone? anyone?

*sigh* ok i guess maybe i should browse my friends page again.

dope song: the flaming lips' in the morning of the magicians a beautiful sound is the cracking of an egg over a frying pan, another beautiful sound is the moment a guitar introduces itself in this song.