怎麼會一直夢到你呢
以前是另一個人,但現在有點囧.....
只是沒什麼劇情的夢,每次醒來都覺得好詭異
- May 02 Tue 2006 01:30
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- Apr 24 Mon 2006 23:24
I know it doesn't mean anything
不代表什麼。
我知道的,就算我不知道,也會說服自己知道。
只是普通朋友啊,心境都不一樣了
奇妙的是,我現在一邊等著你的回覆,一邊打這篇文章
- Mar 13 Mon 2006 13:46
羅技得意手&笨Q
上上個禮拜在建國商場的多米看到這支鍵盤,小驚豔
為什麼呢?因為以前羅技出的鍵盤從不吸引我
一堆按鈕 整支鍵盤肥大無比 管他有線無線就不是我的型
對我來說 鍵盤是越簡單越好
不需要一堆控制音量 前進倒退什麼的按鈕 連數字鍵都可以不要
我的工作範圍僅限於字母那一塊 反正數字可以用上面的鰎打出來就好了
還要左右移來移去 頗麻煩
也就因為這樣 我總覺得一般中規中矩的鍵盤體積太長 數字鍵太累贅
大三升大四的時候發現笨Q出了一款完全符合我需要的鍵盤
就是6511-ME
(圖片抓的是日文版 沒印注音符號)
又薄又漂亮 又沒有多餘的數字鍵 看到的時候真是開心死了XD
可惜用了一年左右就出現壞鍵 不得已只好用回Dell的傳統鍵盤
直到前幾個月再去逛多米 發現消失好一陣子的笨Q小鍵盤又擺在架子上了
而且這次還附滑鼠 才七百多....
心癢難耐 結果又敗回去Orz
再來上上個禮拜又去多米(我常常去多米喔=.=)
才看到羅技竟然出了這支得意手
真稀奇啊 羅技也會出這種美型鍵盤
過了一個禮拜 昨天又忍不住跑去看它然後就把它帶回來了XD
反正一直覺的用辦公室的鍵盤手會很累 它又才賣499 藉口合理就光明正大也沒關係
雖然它還是有數字鍵 但中間那堆page up/down, delete, home, end 都縮到旁邊跟上面去了
所以比起一般的鍵盤還是小了一塊 不錯不錯:P
回家試打 感覺蠻不錯的 雖然按鍵的配置還是要適應
現在按向右鍵常會失手按到旁邊的0
要按向左常按到Ctrl.......
不過沒差 一定會適應的:P
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:52
Tomorrow Morning-Jack Johnson
Well that's alright
If that's alright
2000 miles were still
And that's alright
And that's alright
If that's alright
I'll see you in the morning
If that's alright
And what would you do if I wrote you a song
Would you give me some lovin' when I get home
Or would you be mad at me if I had a hard time
Gettin a hold of you
I try all the time
And I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin comes
What would you do if i sang you this song
The connection is bad but that's only the phone
'Cause when my words kiss your ear
I'll be right there
The message is long
'Cause baby this is your song
I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And I think that
You don't know anybody that could be
So bad
But if you did
You'd be wonderin' where I'm at
Well I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And that's alright
'Cause I'll be home when tomorrow mornin
And that's alright
'Cause I'll be home when tomorrow mornin comes.
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:50
Cocoon-Jack Johnson
Well based on your smile
I'm betting all of this
Might be over soon
But your bound to win
Cause if I'm betting against you
I think I'd rather lose
But this is all that I have
So please
Take what's left of this heart and use
Please use only what you really need
You know I only have so little
So please
Mend your broken heart and leave
I know it's not your style
I can tell by the way that you move
It's real, real soon
But I'm on your side
And I don't want to be your regret
I'd rather be your cocoon
But this is all that you have
So please
Let me take what's left of your heart and I will use
I swear I'll use only what I need
I know you only have so little
So please
Let me mend my broken heart and
You said this was all you had
And it's all I need
But blah blah blah
Because it fell apart and
I guess it's all you knew
And all I have
But now we have
Only confused hearts and
I guess all we have
Is really all we need
So please
Let's take these broken hearts and use
Let's use only what we really need
You know we only have so little
So please
Take these broken hearts and leave
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:46
Rodeo Clowns-Jack Johnson
Sweepin the floors, open up the doors
Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night
Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing
But here comes the music ...
Bright lights flashing
They cover up your lack of so many people
So many problems
So many reason to buy another round
Drink it down
Just another night on the town
With the big man, money man, better then the other man
He got the plan, with the million dollar give a damn
What nobody understands
Become a smaller man, the bright lights keep flashin,
Women keep on dancing with the clowns,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
They pick me up when I'm down,
Yeah, yeah,
The rodeo clowns
Yeah, yeah, yeah, they pick me up when I'm down
The disco ball's spinnin', all the music and the women
And the shots of tequila,
Man they say that they need ya
What they really need, is just a little room to breath
Teeny bopping disco queen
She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings
And other kinds of things
Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange
Is that the changes occur
And now she's just a part of the herd, yeah, yeah, yeah
Man i thought that you heard
Yeah, yeah
The changes occurred
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just a part of the herd
Lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground
You walk by look at him, but he can't look at you
Yeah, you might feel pity, but he only feels the ground
You understand moves, but he only knows let down
By the corner, there's another one
Reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man
Well he tried to live, but he's done trying
Not dead, but definitely dying
With the rest of the clowns
Yeah, yeah
mmm mmm mmmm mmmm
With the rest of the clowns
Sweepin the floors, open up the doors,
Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night
Nobody's romancing, 'cause its too early for dancing
But here comes the music
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:44
Cookie Jar-Jack Johnson
I would turn on the TV but it's so embarrasing
To see all the other people I don't know that they mean
It was magic at first when they spoke without sound
And now this world is gonna hurt you better turn that thing down
Turn it around
"It wasn't me", says the boy with the gun
"Sure I pulled the trigger but it needed to be done
Cause life's been killing me ever since it begun
You cant blame me cause I'm too young"
"You can't blame me sure the killer was my son
But I didn't teach him to pull the trigger of the gun
It's the killer on this TV screen
You cant blame me its those images he seen"
Well "You can't blame me", says the media man
Well "I wasn't the one who came up with the plan
I just point my camera at what the people want to see
Man it's a two way mirror and you cant blame me"
"You can't blame me", says the singer of the song
Or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
"It's only entertainment and as anyone can see
The smoke machines and makeup
Hey you cant fool me"
It was you it was me it was every man
We've all got the blood on our hands
We only receive what we demand
And if we want hell then hells what we'll have
And I would turn on the TV
But its so embarrasing
To see all the other people
I don't even know that they mean
And it was magic at first
But it let everyone down
And now this world is gonna hurt
You better turn it around
Turn it around
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:40
Dreams be Dreams
She's just waiting for the summertime when the weathers fine
She could hitch a ride out of town
And so far away from that low down good for nothing mistake making fool
With excuses like baby that was a long time ago
But that's just a euphemism if you want the truth he was out of control
But a short times just a long time then your mind just won't let it go
Well summer came along and it then was gone and so was she
Not from him because he followed her just to let her know
A dreams a dream
And all this livings so much harder than it seems
But girl don't let your dreams be dreams
You know this livings not so hard as it seems
Don't let your dreams dreams
Your dreams your dreams be dreams
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:36
Holes to Heaven-Jack Johnson
The air was more than human
And the heat was more than hungry
And the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
The bulls were running wild
Because their big and mean and sacred
And the children were playing cricket with no shoes
The next morning we woke a man with a seven hour drive
Well there we were stuck in port Blaire
Where boats break and children stare
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
Officials work while friendly
Once we drown them with our sweet talk
And we bribe them with our cigarettes and booze
Disembarking from the port
With no mistakes of any sort
Moving soundly engine running smooth
The next morning we woke a man with the sunrise to the right
Moving back north to port Blaire
Where boats break and children stare
And there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
Yes and there were so many fewer questions
When stars were still just the holes to heaven
Mmhmm
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:33
Wasting Time-Jack Johnson
Yea
And I'm just a waste of her energy
And she's just wasting my time
Mmhmmm
So why don't we get together
And we could waste everything tonight
And we could waste and we could waste it all tonight
Yea
And we could waste and we could waste it all tonight
And I don't pretend to know what you know
No no
Now please don't pretend to know what's on my mind
If we already knew everything that everybody knows
We would have nothing to learn tonight
And we would have nothing to show tonight
Oh but everybody thinks
That everybody knows
About everybody else
Nobody knows
Anything about themselves
Cause their all worried about everybody else
Yea
Oh
Loves just a waste of our energy yea
And this life's just a waste of our time
So why don't we get together
We could waste everything tonight
And we could waste and we could waste it all yea
But everybody thinks
That everybody knows
About everybody else
Now now now nobody knows
Anything about themselves
Cause their all worried about everybody else yea
Oh
And we could waste
- Mar 11 Sat 2006 01:29
Gone-Jack Johnson
Look at all those fancy clothes,
But these could keep us warm just like those.
And what about your soul? Is it cold?
Is it straight from the mold, and ready to be sold?
And cars and phones and diamond rings,
Bling, bling, because those are only removable things.
And what about your mind? Does it shine?
Are there things that concern you, more than your time?
Gone, going.
Gone, everything.
Gone, don't give a damn.
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing.
Gone, people, all awkward with their things,
Gone.
Look at you, out to make a deal.
You try to be appealing, but you lose your appeal.
And what about those shoes you're in today?
They'll do no good, on the bridges you burnt along the way.
And you're willing to sell, anything?
Gone, with your head.
Leave your footprints,
And we'll shame them with our words.
Gone, people, all careless and consumed, gone
Gone, gone, gone, everything.
Gone, don't give a damn.
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing.
Gone, people, all awkward with their things, Gone.