Suuummmmerrrrtiiiiiime.......

....and the livin' is eaaaaasy.... Hey, space case! You forgot to take the mail down again! Behind my eyes last night: Nothing but pain. I hate having a headache. This morning I woke up early and as I was going back to sleep I saw my classes. Bob and Tom show this morning had a song: "Dear Santa:" Dear Santa: This is Jessica from Aspen. I want a Barbie Townhouse with the electric car and all the pretty outfits and some matching outfits for me... Dear Santa: This is from Paraguay. I want some rain. So I can stop drinking my own urine. ...And so on. Favourites: The kid from North Chicago wants a G.I. Joe with all the accessories and the mini-grenade launcher. The kid from Laos wants a grenade launcher. Dear Santa: I want a stick. So I can burn it to keep warm. There's a deep and meaningful point to this, but I don't have to belabour it. Back to class.