is there another way to live?

haaaaw...

night train. little sleep. little guts. little money, little food.

meeting Callie soon, that's bound to be good.

"Flies are buzzin' 'round my head, living grey and dreaming red" --Bent Sæther, The Other Fool

Callie SMS'd me now. ooo, can't wait to see her again. I'm so excited, although it's only been eight days... goin' round in a daze, a purple haze...

I'm rambling. better finish what I'm doing, take my hat and just go.

argh

fuck. haven't gotten around to go out yet and the desk editor tells me her people can't log into the content database.

so long, Callie. :-(