march 3 journal entry
welcome to journal entry march 3. as you can see, I am playing around with tables. not much is going on, however, I will update you on new plans as things keep happening. go out and get some fresh air--today I went and did yoga outside on the grass with my dog beside me. have a happy weekend and don't burn out looking at your computer screen.

big news

my best friend maricel is visiting the weekend of march 25
other news i might be visiting ut arlington soon

i got an A in my king arthur class
below are two songs I generated at this site:

"Paxil Broke My Will to Live"
I feel miserable
Empty hearts and souls make me ill
Melissa craziness tear at my foundations
Miss read signals are dragging me down
to the depths of misery
Easy laxatives rot the flesh from my bones
Drugged out roommates defeat my purpose
Psycho wards are doing
their best to impale my soul
I want to die
Is it because of insanities with no
name that I feel this way?
With the lithium blue rays of misery
pounding on my brain?
Or am I lost in tale of sylvia plath,
adrift far from home
I don't think so, I don't think so.

"I Think"
I Think ironic deconstructions are really a huge problem
I Think symbolic new critics are too
much on my mind
I Think marxist blanks have got a lot
to do with why the world sucks
But what can you do?
Like a academic blue green rain,
beating down on me
Like a derrida line, which won't let go of my brain
Like michel foucault's ass, it is in my head
Blame it on postmodern litanies
I Think pretty rhymes are gonna drive us all crazy
And ph.d. song writers make me feel like a child
I Think bereft professors will eventually
be the downfall of civilization
Blame it on postmodern litanies

melissa

03/04/00 12:27:12 AM
enjoy your visit you fellow webhead, do your stuff and smile...I know you will because I can read your mind. well, no I can't but it sounds good. do people read these things? mary had a little lamb...