i don't know if anyone had the chance to read the "online chat" between Rep. Mark Foley and some little boy... i believe it's much worse than it has been made out to be. what is up with old men these days? jeeezz ( Read more... )

this article features the best photo + caption i have ever seen!!!!!

http://english.aljazeera.net/NR/exeres/67AED077-C2E3-4E76-849B-3D4D9E379359.htm

you're probably not supposed to laugh, but i had a good one.

everything is different. i now see it. i have entered a new phase of life and nothing i have known matters now. this plane is completely new. the old laws don't apply. contemplation is boring and useless. i don't know how good i will be out here. i never thought there would be something after the last. it is ALL about endurance. moments are for ( Read more... )

when i was younger, i had lots of money to spend. i spent it all on music and gas and hookers. ok, actually i don't think i've ever seen a hooker. except when i lived in panama, there was a man hooker who winked at me. he was wearing a pink shirt that didn't cover his belly button. it was extremely funny. anyways, music. i bought hundreds of cds, ( Read more... )

i believe that "smart" parents make "smart" children. the other week i heard someone (jason) say that he feels smart in florida, but he probably wouldn't feel too smart in new york city. i agree. my point is that, by growing up in florida, we are not even in the game. and i probably can't imagine how the "smartest" people are. to illustrate how ( Read more... )

so i used to write music and all that other bullshit. sometimes i can't stand myself, other times i want to share my life with the world. sometimes all i can listen to are my songs. over and over. but i cannot judge my own work objectively. and it really doesn't matter. because what i accepted--and why i fucking quit--is that my experiences are the ( Read more... )

so i was listening to some mediocre bright eyes song. he sang "some things just can't wait" with such an urgency, it forced me to think... that is a thought i can only relate to by thinking about the past. now is meaningless to me now. there is nothing important enough--no emotion strong enough to galvanize me to call anyone on the phone. i am the ( Read more... )

you see, the point of life is to suffer. damn! again with the generalizing... what i meant was "the point of MY life is to suffer." even though i am not suffering at all right now, it seems as though this is true. and i need to practice typing anyways ( Read more... )

i almost want to say something, but ___. choose your own fucking adventure. and i used to get so angry at myself for being unable to speak when the time was right. but no more. i think that is why i like being alone so much. because deep down, i believe there is nothing to say. but when people are around, one is forced to pretend; to fake meaning. ( Read more... )

i am on a quest for songs that make you want to kill yourself. or make you feel like you should kill yourself. you know... that one mood... depeche mode songs are too fast. smashing pumpkins aren't working. all i have are ( Read more... )