2001-12-09 - 5:06 p.m.

This is Sunday.

I don't have any DJ'n to do. I don't have any bingo games to call. I haven't done a damn thing today. (Well,I put some clothes from the washer in the dryer..woohoo) I'm quite happy with my lazy Sundays. I look forward to them.

Last night's Christmas Party that I DJ'd for Earth & Enviornmental group. I thought was going to be pretty quiet. Small group. But they like to have fun. I thought it was funny they tried to set me up with one of the single girls. I think she was horrified but she's around my age. So who knows if I bump into her again.

Anyway, I just wanted to post lyrics to a song today... I don't know why.

Mississippi - Train [From the CD - Drops of Jupiter]

They call her Mississippi

But she don�t flow to me

Spends her light on the Bayou

But she don�t come to see

She�s the one that makes my dreams

They call her Mississippi

But she don�t flow to me

The shape of her horizon

Makes the morning sun

When she puts her eyes on

Each and anyone

She�s the one that makes me fall

Midnight moon shines through it all

She�s the one that makes me fall

Midnight moon shines through it all

She�s the one that makes my dreams

They call her Mississippi

But she don�t flow to me

They call her Mississippi

But she don�t flow to me

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