"Do you have any techo...or reggae?"

black to blue
the morning swells
greeting the staary eyes
of night
bleeding through
comes the day
blanketing with heat
as we walk these streets
suffering sweats
and breathing the sweet
until dusk
again again
breathes cool inbetween the trees
and night falls hard
like death
to silence these streets

i miss you too billy...
-wyatt

"Im gonna wash that man right out of my hair."
seriously this time.

i have totally killed my body this week
like dead.

i've gone a little manic.
i'd rather be having a danceparty.

rain. rain. rain.
it puts me in a dangerous mood.

"Bush is GOD
Hippies=Death"
-written on a table in the library
(what was this person doing in
the library?)

(songs for long pursuits that are
wrought with tension and almost
completely composed of words
that mean more than one thing)
Caroline by MC Solaar
Strawberry Fields by the Beatles
Alanson, Crooked River by Sufjan Stevens
Sister by Sufjan Stevens
(good for contemplation)

mouths
who would have thought?

life remains bizarre
yet does not seem to progress

im falling asleep....

don't worry its all a storybook!
(okay its probably more like a bad indie movie)

no seriously what the fuck am i doing.
thinking entirely too much

why are there so many thumping noises coming
from my living room?

You Are a Light by Pavement
Dog in the Sand by Frank Black and the Catholics

f i wish i could write words that could convey
what i am thinking right now but it is entirely vague
and disconnected and involves many thoughts
that probably would not exist was it not for Elliot Smith
and my lack of direction

BONITA!
Happy Birthday Jamcat!

home
where the head doesn't hurt as much

[thinking of the last day of summer 1996
and contemplating the strange nature of
existence]
we layed awkwardly
side by side
in the grass
afraid to move
so close
the hairs on your arm
soft on my skin
so still
barely breathing
as if stillness
could stop time from happening

Naked as We Came by Iron and Wine
Black by Okkervil River

Year in Review:
Here Comes Your Man by Pixies
I Should Have Cheated by Keisha Coles
TGIF by Le Tigre
Sexy Boy by Air
I've Seen All Good People: Your Move by Yes
Lady Sings the Blues by Billie Holiday
This Side of the Blue by Joanna Newsom
Suicide Life by Eels
Come See the Duck by Deerhoof
Looks Just Like the Sun by Broken Social Scene
Janine by Soul Coughing
Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap

drunk.
mmm...i want to go for breakfast

and sleep.

fuckshitfuck
fuck
fuck
fuck
ugh

the rain just does me in.

the soul
a highly combustable
treacherous sea
that sings like la
and killing brutal
leaves you cold
but not moved

"hey."
-stranger who yelled at
me in denver then recognized me
in boulder than decided to say hello

Robert Smith understands everything.

sing to me, nico

i am acting a fool

"My vagina is pissed..." -The Vagina Monologues

i woke up: angry
there was stomping and yelling
and angry hand gestures

i was raging against the machine

the man's hand is heavy
on the back of my neck
a sweaty grip
that heats my entire body hot

its going to rain. i hope. so that improves things.

the real question is what is ceiling wax and
what the hell does that have to with
puff the magic dragon?
(that song makes me want to cry.
such a sad story.)

hits from the bong by cypress hill
a le tigre dance party is in order

thank goodness for fiction.

[spasms of affection]
followed by bitter mutterings
made under my breath

"were you waiting and waiting
all night for something that was never
gonna happen..."

Wada No Tad by Lata Mangeshkar
i think im back on my Led Zeppelin
"That's the Way" kick

i'm smiling.

[spasms of affection]

a lot occured today:
started the day with a fuck up
continued to function at a low level
(late to class ect.)
struck off into Lakewood adventure
saw the house on Independence
then lost the tournament
but to decided to press on
down Colfax
hot
to Broadway
hot
to the office to see JamJam
hot
home
to the carnival
on top of the ferris wheel
above lights above hope
and home again home again
all while the moonman
burnt
troubled by thought

Heart is on Fire by Wolf Parade

"I love you but without hope." The Portrait of a Lady

same as it ever was.
same as it ever was.
same as it ever was.

iamdefinatelylosing.
imayevenbelosing it.
shit.

electriclightlove
pulses with increasing intensity
and then stops suddenly
bluelightaffection
moves and breaks
the bones of the heart
shuffling its feet
while weilding a knife

fuck youi dream about you anyway

the awesomeness of country dinner playhouse
can not be explained

"Ok stop, I feel like I'm watching regional theatre
you guys. God am I in the Cleveland Playhouse or
something? Your craft is a muscle, you need to
excersise it. Take a break, think about what
you've done."
Wet Hot American Summer (2001)

yea washington days.
i refuse to get out of bed.

i'm hibernating.
this weather does something to me.
its good.

sooooooo......

more bathroom monsters

i wouldn't mind this night over and over and over again.
this rain.
static electricity.
spooky.

"What if it were all to change like i thought it would."
-Magic Numbers

The Way Things Go by The Octopus Project
(repeat. still perfect.)
Today by Jefferson Airplane
(repeat agian. that good.)

who needs sleep?

(i wish this year would be done so i could move
on to the part where life makes sense:
hahahahahahahahahaha)

Never Ending Math Equation by Modest Mouse
The Clap by The Unicorns
Love In A Trashcan by The Ravonettes
Universe and U by KT Tunstall
In My Life by Johnny Cash
Personal Jesus by Johnny Cash

ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff.

i have no direction.
and the ghosts are calling.

the trees seethe
as night begins
and the wind runs
and the branches shutter
as if they might break

i may stay in the woods forever.

i am thinking about a lot of things,
i will articulate none.

You know Billy, we blew it. -Easy Rider
(i love you Peter Fonda)

for fixations that refuse to die
(it doesn't help when you do that...):

Cigarettes and Red Vines by Aimee Mann
Susanne by Weezer
Sandalwood by Lisa Loeb
(wow.)
Only in Dreams by Weezer:

"You walk up to her.
Ask her to dance.
She says hey baby, I just might take a chance.

You say its a good thing.
That you float in the air.
[in the air.]
Up where theres no way I will crush
Your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces."

i love it here...
i miss the sound...
the rain somehow improves everything.