[5246] in Central_America

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daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Sun Jan 2 05:00:56 1994

Date: Sun, 2 Jan 1994 05:00:20 -0500
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU


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aki (Akikazu Hashimoto):


Why plan?  Tomorrow will come anyway.


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jtkohl (John T Kohl):

Happy New Year!

(and it looks like it will be quite a year for me, yahoo!)

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shabby (chris shabsin):

To get Sam Beckett to leap into me and take care of the next two years.

I'm back in town now.  I'll be doing OS/2 work at DCNS full time for
IAP, and some OS/2 work and some TCL work at SIPB on my free time.
And I'll be trying to get some exercise in and cut back that greasy
ARA food.

And, I'm going to ask my advisor what the deal is with the 5-year
M.Eng. program.  I looked at my classes, and unless I'm overlooking
something major it's feasible, even with my many screwed up classes so
far.  Thanks, U of MN, for giving me college math in high school!

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sorokin (Jessie Stickgold-Sarah):

My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
I don't know when I noticed life was life at my expense
The words of my heart lined up like prisoners on a fence
The dreams came in like needy children tugging at my sleeve 
I said I have no way of feeding you, so leave

But there was a time I asked my father for a dollar
And he gave it a ten dollar raise
When I needed my mother and I called her
She stayed with me for days

And now someone's on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone's on the bathroom floor, doing her cocaine
Someone's got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face

But I'll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
I don't know when I noticed life was life at my expense
  (by grace, my sight grows stronger and I will not
  be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)

Maybe there's no haven in this world for tender age
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage
My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve
The cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn't hear them for the thunder
I was half the naked distance between hell and heaven's ceiling
And he almost pulled me under

And now someone's on the telephone, desperate in his pain
Someone's on the bathroom floor, doing her cocaine
Someone's got his finger on the button in some room
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom
But I tried to make this place my place
I asked for Providence to smile upon me with his sweet face

But I'll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
  (By grace my sight grows stronger, grows stronger)
I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
  (And I will not be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer)

--- End of Central America ---

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