where are you, queen of the danube?� shall i find you?
my question comes back to me
where are you, queen of the danube?� shall i find you?
would it take years to locate you?
years to locate you?� years to placate you?

saturday was fun.� jenn's housewarming party.� i was "late" but it turned out that i was actually fairly early, since i was among the first 6 or 7 people to get there, and there would eventually be maybe 20 or 30. did i mention they have a very nice, big house?� they do.

i almost fell out of an open 2nd story window into the street, and watched some smiths videos in the tv room. when i could barely keep my eyes open, becky brought a pillow for me, then i passed out during the second song of the pulp video even though i really wanted to watch it because i think jarvis cocker is totally hawt.� when i woke up, everyone was dancing around to anshuman's new wave and disco records.� i said goodbye and left just as jenn & stephen were trying to kick everyone out by flicking the lights on & off.

i slammed the door on my finger, on the way out. these people standing in front of the house, judging by the way they stared at me, must have thought i was a spazz that was just yelling "owww!!" for no reason.

**"i heard your mama's pretty good at breakdancing... all over my lap!"
**"so when you reel in a 250lb tuna, you're really proud of yourself and you're like 'fuck yeah!!� that's a big-ass fish!'"
**"their upstairs neighbors' balcony is kind of disappointing, unless you're the type that gets really excited about balconies."