rrrrrrggggggg..........

be ++positive++
shit.

"She said, I know what it's like to be dead. I know what it is to be sad."

sometimes i fantisize about punching you in the balls.
[sorry]

Love To You by The Beatles
Tomarrow Never Knows by The Beatles

the air is getting cooler...
fall
the fairest of the seasons

i am not even really sure what
i am trying to accomplish anymore...
so far i have mainly just made an
ass of myself...i have a knack for that.

fall into reason songs:
red by okkervil river
fairest of the seasons by nico
i wish i was a girl by counting crows
minute mix I-IV by dj shadow
wada no tad by lata mangeshkar

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how's the weather underground?

i swear i am starting to hallucinate.
(hahaha, that's well worded)

the boulder/denver drive in the wee hours
is always nice.
heater up. windows down.
nights like this there is much to review
i hope this the beginning of good

i want to be deep right now.
say something profound about the crescent moon
and life but
i have nothing but bad metaphors

Melt With You by Modern English
(you can even leave your boots on)

"this heart's on fire."

my subconcious only gets stranger when
i am back in my old bedroom.
my imagination gets the best of me.

mom and i covered all the major topics
(environmentalism, religion [Christianity, Islam, Judaism, Paganism]
feminism, homoeroticism as it pertains to America's Got Talent, ect.)
and I have only been home since three.
we really should run something, like America.

we built this city on some bullshit (not on rock and roll)

Tree House by Shel Silverstein

A tree house, a free house,
A secret you and me house,
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house.

A street house, a neat house,
Be sure and wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all-
Let's go live in a tree house.

Time of the Season by The Zombies

let's ignore the obvious.

i cannot stand another year of holding my breath.
my face is turning bluish gray.
not hot.

my posse is leaving town.
[sadness.]

boo yeah elliot smith

what weird world wavers
wonders
with whimsy
when
wishful words
went wanting
why would we
will women wandering
walking wayward
writhing wildly
while widow's weep
wasted wilting willows
wearing wisdom's wars
wholly
unholy

i think i am going to throw up.

my blog is lame. dammit.

[insert a poem about lust, lonliness and love lost]
i just cannot write lately because i know where it
will lead.

i better just listen to belle & sebastian and think
about the boy with the boots.
and peter fonda.

nice afternoon.

"you think she is an open book but you
don't know which page to turn to..."-cake

i must see the trip soon!

xanadu is offically complete
veronica vaughn marked it out as ours.
now i am never coming out again.

songs for putting one foot in
front of the other:
Demon Days by Gorillaz
Noah's Ark by CocoRosie
Bleed Forever by Super Furry Animals
perhaps a little bad techno too...
(i can't resist)

new space is good.

how does so much happen so fast and yet remain unchanging?

i am going to have nightmares about vincent price tonight.

i hate summer.

umm...yeah...
lets just say
my mood is greatly improved

see The Life Pursuit by Belle & Sebastian

i've fallen and i can't get up.

i swear i am hearing things since last night.
fucking subconcious.

for an Irishman i am not very lucky...

the fanatic by felony

watch out. i think i may really be on to
something here.