Tuesday 11:11

and today's devotion to cause is brought to you be the sacred hearts of Meg and Dia ð who may never know, but will always be here with us now at this moment as you read these words and hear the beauty of the passion for music and story telling and love...

the keys are swimming around here in RealTime™, but that just makes it more fun to type... I am home from work again (and again home again home again rudy is cute, or something like that), but no references to any Rudy's real or imaginary were made in the previous thought, so partake of the sounds and understand the lack of meaningful meaning indended, awomen...

sleep would be a good thing to do about now... especially since Dead Like Me starts in less than eight hours and I haven't totally traded in my enfatuation with what's her name... oh yeah, Ellen, aka George, aka Millie, aka what's her name, the star of the show... she definitely aims for cute, but in such a subtly casual, cynically sarcastic way, it's adorable...

I am too tired to be discussing my imaginary friends, this transcript could be used as evidence in court by my heirs if I ever get rich again... me, candoor, being of sound mind and body (and what wonderful sounds they are), hereby bequeeth everything in the world to you, dear world... may you learn to divide it up peacefully and share each peice so you can all enjoy it together...

hey, it's RealTime™... it's devotion... it's ð

thanks for stopping by J