04-05-2004, 05:47 PM
speaking of that alarm clock, that gentile bastard roommate of ours left his alarm clock ringing on my work voicemail...
<marquee>We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.</marquee>