A Hike Towards Smoke

I have recently fallen in love with someone apart from my other usual loves.







Oh Zooey Deschanel. How your voice soothes my ears when I listen to your simplistic music. Relaxing, beautiful sounds. D'awww!

What Are The Odds...

I got Rick Roll'd in CVS. How the FUCK does that even happen!?

Whaling Man: Retrieval Of Cancer

In case there is no hope left there is still a little repercussion left inside that tramp. Let her see what she wants at first, then take it away. Take it, never give it back and realize how it affects her. She will break down into her essential parts, growing, lactating but most importantly breathing.

Just after this is all over, justicars impale dry wilting bones. They snap. Crack. The sound echoing throughout ones spine making them hallucinate about their loved ones. As they follow through they learn to accept that what they have loved is trapped within themselves. Tearing their clothes off in a fit of rage in hopes to rescue them only leaves what many would find amplified. Cells, nails, swans, nuts an interesting feat who unwillingly knew such a thing.

New Colours Every Other Week

I've been thinking more and more recently about some things I've done. Blowing of people just because they were annoying to me. Sure it was nice at the time not dealing with them and wanting to forget about them and such.

The more I think about it, it was just nice I guess. Maybe I should have been straight forward and just said I needed a break or rather something else. I have no clue. No clue at all.

I'll perhaps maybe do some writing of some sort once I finish a paper
on Henry V. Shitty play, but what do I know I didn't even read it...


In other random news. Camera sometime this week, maybe when I get my paycheck. Let's make some magic.

Drugs

Mowing the grass. Pushing my green.
Making my game. Making the green
They like what they get.



They like what they get

The Power of Cheese

So the other day on Etc someone brought up the concept of eating cheese before you go to bed will make you have a better chance of having dreams. This was supposedly due to the fact that you're doesn't shut down fully because it has to digest the cheese.

I tried this out the other night with some delicious and colorful pepper jack cheese.

It worked. And quite frankly I was shocked...

It made no sense to me as to why I dreamt that specific thing. I'm honestly tempted to ask them if that may be the sole reason. Hiding back are we? Only wanting to share more moments? It's a big jumble of mess. Sloppy fucking mess.

Where has the abstract gone? I need to relocate that within myself this weekend.

So Much Room In My Pants Now. Odd...

So I just bought a new hard drive for my computer. One fucking terabyte. What the hell am I going to put on it and I'll never fill it. Well, no that's a complete lie.

Music, movies, porn, movies, warez, crack, jams, music, hugs, lights, corn, movies, warez, cups, drugs, love, you and me. That's what I'll put on it!

So There Was A Pink Cupcake Mixed Into The Pupil?

I still retain my super power you claimed I had.

It's Just The Fact That You're Not Quite The Same Anymore With That New Job

You're getting famous. In an underground locale. You will burst.

Cumshot Queen

Let's go on a trip to nowhere.
Let's discover everything.
You and Me all bare.
Fair to say that nothings there.

Hustling you're body all over town.
You say you can't get laid.
Honey you're gettin' paid.
You swallow his pride
Wishing someday to be his FUCKING
Bride!

Douglas You Make The Soothsayer

My good friend Doug has been recently working hard on his solo project, Loose Lips Sink Ships. After much hardword his debut EP is finally out.

Download it here.

It's Experiental/Indie/Synth-noise/Awesomely good.

Listen to it. Spread it. Make love while it plays. You will make the most beautiful children when it plays.

Only A Real Flower

Lust can not be cured with more Lust. It only adds to the confusion.

"Dude! You can't leave that on my front lawn!"

Lurking halls and peering into glass windows for a brief moment in time. Blackness flooded the room. It tried to leak out of the room and infiltrate and conquer the
hall. Two figures moving violently on a couch. Only able to make out vague figures, it was clear
they were sharing one another with each other. It was violent.

Pilot To Bombardier! Pilot To Bombardier!

In a brief new update on the recent news flash. We have officially lost contact with one of the three spies located in Scandinavia. We will have more news at 11.

Evidence Spread Right Across The Canvas

Too busy cleaning, he left his paintbrush on the table. Covered in the stench of memories about his love. Clouding the canvas of what it should really speak to others.

Oh how secrets spill out. Makes everything so much better.

Left Around The Emergency Room

Let's learn to talk to others. Do not be afraid to speak your mind. Get it out or it will implode in your head. Tonight is a night of experimentation with ourselves. Discover what it is you want to say. Figure out a way in which to get it out with the tools you have. Mouth, letters, art, express it.

What does it matter what others think of you. To you, they are just as funny as you are to them.
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I'm starting to miss everything again. I enjoyed watching a depressing football game with Fred and Becca, though...I feel like something was wrong. I don't know what. Perhaps I need to get over some things. Perhaps I need to occupy myself with shit to do. Yeah, I need more art in my life. Where has my art fag part of me gone?

Where did it go...

An Orgasm Through My Ears...

So my father got a new needle for his vintage bad ass record player and now I am finally able to listen to my slowly growing vinyl collection.

The sound is just...fucking amazing. The speakers we have arn't even that great and sorta broken as well. So for it to sound this good with shitty stuff...I can only imagine new speakers and maybe a new amp or record player.

Battle - B EP sounds just fucking amazing. I can't get over the fact how good that sounds.

Jusitcar Is Slightly Off Par.

Things to buy:

• Nikon D80
  
• Rega P2
• Bike
• Drums?

Things to do:

• Go cross country on a bike
• Join Peace Corps
• Attend school

Sorry about lack of updates.
Listen to Salt The Wound if anyone is interested in some dirty ass br00tal music.

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