Stupid diskette is acting up. Looks like I'll have to make the post for some other time, but it's thankfully saved in my laptop at home... oh, well.

It's a bit distressing, but I can manage, I suppose...

.:Today's LSS:.

Please Don't Ask Me
by John Farnham

Please don't ask me what am I thinking
It's about you
Please don't ask me, I never can see you
What can I do
My first impulse is to run to your side
My heart's not free and so I must hide
Please don't ask me what I'm gonna say to you

I toss and turn, can't sleep at night
It's worrying me
I go to bed, turn out the light
But your face I see
It only hurts the more I pretend that we could ever be more than friends
Please don't ask me why I'm so in love with you

You could easily make me happy, that I know
But I'll try my best to never tell you so
I will sing to you my love songs and pretend
And I'll keep the secret right down to the end

Please don't ask me why I'm not talking
I just can't explain
And please don't ask me why I go walking out in the rain
I could not live, the lie it would take
To have you near would be a mistake
Please don't ask me why I'm still in love with you
No, please don't ask me

.:Serendipity:.

Ran into two Bosconians yesterday, and one of them still plays Magic. Oh, well. Interesting, but no big deal, really.

.:The Only Consolation:.

Given how hurly-burly and distressing the past few days have been, I guess I'm just grateful Grace has been there to hear me out and all. I guess I've been feeling so down and all... and now, I turn to the best person I could turn to...