The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."

About Me

Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.

2.02.2005

Ivory

One day, I think I'll ask God about today. It was just one of those...

I really, really, really need a piano right now...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Last week is over. Speaking of weeks...this is your one week notice! (that last one liner doesn't count for your days) :) have a good week. oh, and how bout dem patriots?