February 1999

02-01-99The Dead Rise Up to Taunt Us 02-02-99Not Quite As Interesting 02-03-99My Career; Admiration 02-04-99Getting My Ass In Gear 02-05-99New Guy 02-08-99Utopias Shattered 02-09-99Somebody to Shove 02-10-99Chat Rooms; Mineature Roses 02-11-99My Life Is Interesting, See? 02-12-99Incomplete Entry 02-16-99V-Day; Unamerican 02-17-99Incomplete, again 02-18-99Morning Glories, Revisited 02-19-99Birthdays 02-22-99Week-End; Payroll Must Die 02-23-99Venus In Furs 02-24-99Dream Examinations 02-25-99Time For A New Job 02-26-99Some Kind Of Love Features: Home Meet the Cast Win An Award Winds of Chaos About Me Other: Sign My Guestbook View My Guestbook Webrings Links E-Mail Me!

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here Programming Note: Lyrics from the song "Wish You Were Here" performed by The group, Pink Floyd.

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