A Thought or Two
Monday, July 6, 2009
Isn't life ridiculous?
All I can hope for now is the ability to survive.
So far, so good. Mostly.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Times change...come and go like waves in monstrous oceans.
The wind keeps me afloat, but still I am helpless against the current.
Paint is pen without words.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Sunday, December 17, 2006
2:19AM - ::sigh::
Life moves in slow motion
...motion puts off what might come upon you today until tomorrow, when you can forget it all happened. hmm. weird stuff.
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
Friday, November 10, 2006
I want a bulldog so badly...I need canine companionship.
Life is confusing.
I hate Lindsey Lohan.
Saturday, October 7, 2006
I am spoken to in tones that reach into spaces of myself which know no words.
They pierce my soul.
Friday, October 6, 2006
Mexico is the place.
Pliers? Too messy, too many people, and too quickly to make time. All of time.
Possible? Maybe, with planning.
How much planning? Impossible. Completely.
Wither? No. Wither? no. Wither?
Friday, September 15, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
took a little break.
Life and all of its twists and turns, ups and downs...beatings...much learned, much to be learned.
In the end, all of the important people are gone.
Moved back in with my parents for a while. Interesting times.
Dan is down here with his wife and kids. I love him. I miss him.
RCC moval is a portal into hell. Diseases like Liza and all the little "goth" dragon people perpetuate the problem. The whole place smells of bile and dirty crotch.
Dogs are awesome.
I miss her.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
I haven't been here in a long time, hmm.
I miss this background.
I want out.
Monday, May 16, 2005
I'm so tired of ignoring everything I hate...I guess it never really goes away.
I fucking love Pink Floyd.
Monday, May 9, 2005
I am cursed.
I feel the need to crush people.
Drunk would be nice right now.
Thursday, May 5, 2005
Saturday, March 26, 2005
I feel desperate for answers.
I feel alone...
I need something to hold onto...
I need a place to call home.
Wednesday, March 2, 2005
12:13AM - I'm stuck here for a while.
Too much crap.
Not enough cigs.
Not nearly enough Russell.
...not even close to enough booze.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
I was so looking forward to seeing Niles.
Life has a funny way of forcing chapters of our lives closed.
Seeing her icon reminded me that I wanted to call her the other day to tell her that she is...beautiful.
For some reason she's been on my mind.
She was right--it's a damn shame.
..maybe it's the weed, or just plain nostalgia...or maybe both.
In either case, I raise a glass to the happiness of a gorgeous and talented woman who taught me a few things about life. I'll never forget her.
May all of our futures be bright.
Friday, January 28, 2005
I had to move out of my parents' house (again) a few weeks ago. Lets just say I was forced to leave. Oh well.
Crazy times. Fantastic times.
I'm going with some people up to Northern California to see Niles and his millionaire fiancee from Amsterdam in about a week...hahaha...
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