Here's some lyrics from a song I really like. This was trasnscribed in
one pass through the song, so I guarantee it's not perfect.

I can touch you now. I can knock you down. You never say a word at
all, but now -- you can touch me, just say you love me. Just say you love
me, that's how I get knocked down. You touch me. That's how I get
knocked down. You touch me, that's how I get knocked down. You touch me.
You touch me. I can stand my ground. I could shut you out, with the
highest walls you know all about, but you still touch me. You still touch
me, that's how I get knocked down. You touch me. That's how I get
knocked down. You touch me. That's how I get knocked down. You'll touch
me. You touch me... Go. You knocked me down... You knocked me... You
knocked me down...

You could say it. You could say it, then watch your words come washing
over me. Oh, me. Come washing over me. Oh me, come washing over me.
You knocked me, inside you knock me down. Over me. Go...

I could touch you know. I could knock you down. You never say a word at
all and now, you could touch me, just say you love me, just say you love
me, that's how I get knocked. Just say you love me, that's how i get
knocked down. You touch me, that's how i get knocked down, you touch me,
that's how i get knocked down. Go...

Knocked down is the name of the track, it's a really neat track by a band
called "File Not Found." Despite the cheesy name, this is a great tra ck,
and the rest of their stuff is certainly worth listening to. To hear this
track, go to
http://riffage.com/Bands/Songs/PlayMP3/1,2836,6495,00.ram and for more
band info (and the full mp3) go to http://riffage.com/Bands/0,2939,5667,00.html
anyway, on with the show.

Here's an excerpt from my journal since my musings haven't been a high
enough priority lately. Believe me, my journal isn't either,
unfortunately.

Journal Entry: 1.18.00

I'm breaking the rules; it's not bedtime and I'm journaling. I suppose I
can live with myself. I came am coming close to the downhill slide
I took last semester. Last night I was up late working w/ Linux. On the
up side, I got a lot of work done with it. It's set up very nearly the
way I want it. I have TV working, the webcam up (had to touch a bit of
code for that; it was fun), desktop looking nice, ICQ, AIM clones running.
Things left to do include: licq, a PIM w/ email, palm pilot sync, word
processor, html editor, and whatever else sounds fun. The problem with
that was that I wanted to get homework done. I assured Andrew I wouild
and I'm so disappointed his doubts will be confirmed. I want to steup up
so badly. This is the semester for excellence--the semester I reset my
standards. by the way, right now I'm outside my Leadership in
Literature
class relatively early. The second reading selection was in
a book I don't have yet, and none of the bookstores had it so I swung by
here intending to read it after I bought it, but no such luck. ****** has
been confiding in me a lot lately about *his/her* situation with ******.
I want to be a good friend and I think this involves listening more. I'm
approachable enough to confide in, honest enough to keep it to myself, and
I've learned to listen a lot, but there's more to go.

I'm a little frustrated with Jean and Dave. They're both treating each
other poorly, and whoever is "more right" in whatever inane disagreement
(and nodody agrees moreso that most of their disagreements are inane,
and mostly baseless than them. Correct me if I'm wrong) they're having
changes (even if I happen to personally agree with "more right") nothing
about the fact that they are mutually responsible for the atmosphere that
exists between them.

Sara(h?) and Fred broke up today. It sounds like a rough situation, but
I don't know enough to make an objective call. Either way, I feel bad for
both of them. I don't know whether it's worse to be dumped or dump, and
believe me, I've been on both ends of the stick before. (Even if yes, I
have recieved the "shaft" end more often than not. ;-)


Ok, straw poll time. Please let me know what you thought of my posting
journal entries. It's a little odd, I feel like that's a little much --
journal and musings should be seperate, dang it. Well, I'm not sure
it's vaguely voyeuristic. I'm sure I mangeled the spelling on that.
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