it's not over 'til it's over. and it's fine by me.
i wished for something and it came true. well, it could if i made the decision. i'm afraid to because that wish has another tied to it, and that one is potentially hazardous. quite likely so. but it's tempting.
i'm just not too sure about grasping another straw that happens to point like a sign. they are always the ones that break my back.
i don't want to have to decide. i just wanna watch snooker on TV but i can't. it makes me cranky. no chocolate, no ronnie o'sullivan, no nothing. what a lousy weekend. again. grumble grumble...
