Log! Log! It's better than bad, it's good!

[a_bit_of_wit_2]

I want to be good, I want to be strong
But I treated him bad, I've done him wrong

I've taken his money, I'm given him hell
And he takes it all 'cause he knows me well


We can say what we mean and mean what we say
We don't like to mess around
But we're there to hold each other up
When we're falling down


Just like an old friend
Putting me on my feet again
Giving me back my pride then
Letting me go
Just like an old friend
Putting me in my place again
Giving me back my hope then
Letting me know that he's an old friend


I don't suffer no fools *I testify*
But he must be one for being by my side
I've broken his heart
I've shaken his tree
But still he doesn't want anything from a fool like me


We won't talk for a year or two
Maybe when we do we won't say much
Even so we know that out of mind is never out of touch


We're having a man-to-man
Don't want to get sentimental
But both of us understand
We'll never have to say goodbye, just see you later

"Old Friend," Elton John/Nik Kershaw

As I listened to this song last night, and listen to it now while writing this and checking email, I find myself very lucky to have the friends I do. I feel loved, and when I chat with people sounding their 100%, it makes me happy. For the first time in a few days, I had a stress-less sleep. Such was the case last night, and even now, as I look at a greeting card from Annie. (hugs)

Thank you, all of you...it's a very comforting feeling knowing that you'll be there when I've fallen. I can't wait until I see you all--the NP crew, April, Sarah, Bree, all the Ramapo posse, and whoever else.

It's 9 AM, such an ungodly hour of the morning...but I'm gonna have to deal with it twice out of every week.

Must get to class now...(smiles)