back to the vibe, gonna be good to see some of the old crew again.

cloud brings everyone together.

*sigh*

i need ma billet.

the darker side of drum and bass by teebee

i know things havent been too great
but theyre only getting better
the suns rising in the east
i know
its gonna be ok
i - am -by
you - side
its alright
cuz
well get thru this somehow
(da na na na na naa)

...

and...

its not alright because all good things must come to an end

(both dbs)

i sigh and put my head down
let it all go
let it all fall behind
theres something sweet in tomorrow
something musical in the way that when you have hope, you know everything is going to be ok.

you, i'm rid of.
but the rest, these doors will always be open.

i just want my damned lighter back.

that was not phrased in the form of a question jesseka, when was the last time you took inglishe?

all you people start school way too soon.

my summers just starting and its getting fricken cold out. wtf.

who said they wanted birth machine? you have to go to john abbott's poster sale, thats where i got mine.

made: in a lazyboy recliner, with my keyboard on my lap, the tv in front of me, pushing pixels. this-is-the-life.

"It suffices to love, to hate, to desire, and in general to feel, --immediately the spirit and the power of the dream come over us, and we ascend, with open eyes and indefferent to all danger, the most dangerous paths, to the roofs and towers of fantasy, and without any giddiness, as persons born for climbing--we the night-walkers by day! We artists! We moon-struck and God-struck ones! We death-silent, untiring wanderers on heights which we do not see as heights, but as our plains, as our places of safety!"

Nietzsche

...

what will it take for me to persuade you to stick your head in an oven?

there - was - no - birthday - dinner.



...


rrr.

shut up trancekuja

for all the stupid people to stop being so stupid.

stupid.

made: $30 royals, the ones ive obsessed over for a year but couldnt bring myself to spend $125 on them because i was too obsessed with puma, LAST PAIR, MY SIZE, IN MY FUCKING CLOSET. booya.

made: nu backback

made: ikea unboooooring. my room is fucking ikea.

ruined: have to organize everything and put all small shit in boxes to paint tomorrow. i dont remember painting walls to be so damned labor intensive when i was younger.

made: signed up for clergy training.
made: signed up for da gym.
made: personal geek time allocated for two weeks
made: going for indian tomorrow
made: going to drown in a wild river on sunday

ruined: if FO then OD then FUCK YOU. math n logic dipshit.

made: used the word dipshit for the first time in five years.

pie eating?

people who just dont get it.

garth is bunk shit.

niel diamond can kick his ass any day.

a potato cannon.

ordinary fucking chickens.

hero's are meant to be knocked off their pedestals.

idolatry is silly.

how very badly i dont want to go back outside and take a bus downtown.

but im gonna anyway.

pity most people dont ^^

...

absolution.

the people closest to me, though they drift away and do their own thing, are very select. but those three i can always count on no matter what, and i to them, even if we dont talk every day, or every week, or see each other for a month. those are my best relationships and if i didnt have them, i dont know who id be right now. the extent to which i know those three people, well hell there are always loopholes. i lose interest if i know too much - but i can predict what theyll say and how, i can almost see their thought patterns - its the history that makes them who they are that i dont think you can ever absorb fully. but for me, thats what keeps it interesting.

dude that line is the BEST VERSE IN THE ENTIRE SONG. first time i heard it i remember going "shit this is long", but yeah, these lyrics were part of my life for a solid two years at least.

not everyone needs a guy to run around behind them. i dont. i trhink motivation is annoying :p

jackie you hafta see this place tho... its huuuuuuuuuge

*shrug* i feel like i got a deal.

i aint complaining. better facilities than the y and by a technicality, cheaper. minus the reg fee. but as least with these guys i dont have to flaunt my transcript proving im a full time student and proceed to yell at the management.

done that a few times. bastards.

... GONNA - GET - HEALTHY. WEEEEEE.

is it still $250/year?

i was *supposed* to sign up to the y next week. but all womens weight room mames me VERY happy.

how much?

god, i havent bought an "album" in forever...

the classics on my shelf:

nofx - so long and thanks for all the shoes
nofx - live
millencollin - life on a plate
less than jake - losing streak
might mighty bosstones - question the answers

i dont think ravewaves the best place to talk about serious psychological issues.

refresh.

made: dns functional

ruined: have to go towork so i cant tweak this shit to upload fully.

made: [ WWW.ELIXIRELEVEN.COM ] biotch.

happy birthday.

god you're old.

old folks home?

bwaaahahahahaha

made: [ elixireleven.com ]
ruined: dns... not... changing.. fastenough.
made: fidgety.
ruined: no ftp access nooooownownownownownow.

she gave up
drifted away
sarah fled through process gone
she left answering machine on
the greeting left spoke insencere
messages no one will ever hear

ruined: argument
ruined: continuing the argument
ruined: constructive criticism not being so constructive
ruined: being bombarded with where the hell did you gos this morning.
ruined: shit sleep
ruined: hangover

made: dumping out every ounce of badness from last week, last night, today and letting him take it all away. if you have one good friend in life everything else pales in comparison. one good friend can keep you alive at the very worst moments. and i am so grateful to have (you).

bodies dont float. they sink like rocks after a few minutes.

but seriously, if my bags not there, my beers not there, my shirts not there, my cds i left upstairs arent there... ive been abuducted with all my possessions. and im in a ditch. with all my possessions. heh.

oh jesus h christ.

ENOUGH.

fuck. i promise ill never do it again as long as you people STOP MESSAGING ME ABOUT IT.

i'm sorry, ok? fuck.

beer blows.
im not half as drunk as i could be.
i'm typing straight.
that aint right.


nono.

...


random drunk thought of the night:

better to type without looking at the keyboard. keybored. ahhhhahahahaha. makes sense.

when you dont know where to go. let your fingers guide you.

damn druggie.