saturday_one_pm jennifer so I called and woke her up at 1 in the afternoon and I felt so bad 000220 ... andrea the phone rings and i fumble and stumble to the receiver to pick it up before it rings one more time and makes my head explode from the excess i had the night before and the sun shining through the blinds hits my eyes just right and i think i'm going to get sick right here right now and then i hear a voice so familiar yet so far away from myself and despite the fact that i want to talk it doesn't hit me who it actually is until i wake up hours later when the sun is beginning to set and the phone is in my rumpled bed how big of a bitch i must've sounded especially when the phone rang again a few nights later as i slept again yes i sleep a lot because i grow tired of the monotony of my day and let my dreams add some color to the same old gray that has overcome me but when i remember that voice coming through my dream-hazed world i think it was bright as the sun and warmer, too copyright 2000 000225 ... delial why am i awake? 060805 what's it to you? who go blather from