"Sad Echo's Bale"

                                                    Nothing much today.

                                  Just letting you all make sure that I'm still alive. 

                                       Ivan tried to kick our ass the other day.
                                                We proved him otherwise.
                                We'd sure survive a bit of 6-minute power-outage.
                          (although you lost me my AIM conversations, BITCH!!)
 
                                      I think I've just about run out of friends.
                                                 And I think it's my fault.
                                                I no longer trust anyone.
                          Yep, and I no longer feel any type of inclination towards
                                                        anyone, either.

                                    Not that I'm really complaining, or anything.
                                                 I've always been a loner.
                           The only little girl playing by herself in the corner while my
                               cousins would go outside and play with the big kids.

                              I still love you, Jess and Sonia (don't forget grandma)
                                                  Just don't know how.
                                      I think it's the obligated sisterly thing.
                                        Still feel slightly betrayed, though.
                         
                            The last guy who asked me out is beginning to stalk me.


                                     Hey, aren't we in the year of the monkey?

                      

                               "...this tale of young Narcissus, and sad Echo's Bale."