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My dad got back into town today. He was in Vancouver. He brought me a book of quotes and a bottle of "macho" hand soap. I am still sick, although the Buckley's seems to be keeping my cough down. I hope I get better soon. I am tired of being sick. I am also playing in the B.C. Interior Jass Festival on Friday. I can't be hacking up a lung while on ( Read more... )

So it's been 12 hours, 2 cups of tea, 8 cups of coffee, a bowl of soup and 2 naps and I feel completely worked. I have been coughing all day. I think my neighbors must think I am dying. I think I am. I was supposed to go out and practice driving, but I definatly don't feel up to it. It sucks though because I have another lesson tommorow and the guy ( Read more... )

My eyes shot open at 3:47am as I fell into an uncontrolable coughing fit. That went on for about 20 minutes. When I was finally able to catch my breath and stop coughing I realised how awake I was at this point. Shit. School today. It's funny how when you want to sleep more than anything, you can't. So it must have been around 4:45, when I started ( Read more... )

I heard this on the end of A.F.I.'s Sing the Sorrow album ( Read more... )

i pulled myself from this heap of self destruction. i looked around and saw the sun shining through the trees. i could hear birds singing in the crisp morning air. i looked over towards you and caught your stare. for a moment everything else disapears and all i can focus on is your eyes. i think about the night before. the alcohol flowing like ( Read more... )

wow. what a night. it started off as a scramble to figure out where to party on the last partiable day of spring break. it was a toss up between a kegger up at big white or a kegger at some random's house downtown. we decided no one had enough money to pay for gas to get up to big white. so that meant the kegger downtown. lacey had a good idea ( Read more... )

tired. no inspiration. wait until i get the coffee flowing.

let's pass these evenings in coffee shops and bars. and all night diners that hate people like us. we'll talk about our pasts, goals, plans, hopes, dreams. let's talk about love or the lack of. let's talk about tattoos. each day is another page in the book, each event another chapter. always keep music close to your heart, of course no closer than ( Read more... )

Last night was fuckin' awsome! I was supposed to meet Iria for coffee and actually have a sober conversation with her around 4:30. She never ended up calling until 5:00 and at this point Tyler and I were at the mall trying to recognize girls. We met up with Lacey and told her we would be at her house shortly. After bumming around Cyclepath for a ( Read more... )