So. I know this girl who lives in the Philippines. She is my friends ex girlfriend. She is ridiculously famous down there, a performance poet, musician, etc. In June, she took some of my poems and some of my songs and went over them with a class she was teaching. I was fucking taken aback, confused, bewildered, flattered, embarrassed, enticed ( Read more... )

My grandfather passed away last monday ( Read more... )

She's a super-stupid girl ( Read more... )

My calf hurts.
I'm playing a show at a friends house friday.
I'm opening with a song I wrote about a woman who has a wall/fence fetish.
I'm finishing with a song I wrote about a crazy stalker guy.
I'll sing songs about a haunted house, beard's, bison, mustaches and maybe suicide.
.

that's all.

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I saw a movie at midnight tonight, after it was over a homeless man approached me in the parking lot. Being the usual douche bag of a person that we 'non-homeless' people are, I got a little tense as he approached me. He had fallen asleep on the bus and needed a ride back to Seattle, so he could get to work in the morning. I told him I live 2 ( Read more... )

I'm feeling a lot of weird feelings. You know how me and death are connected. Always on each others mind. It has decided to make a valiant effort to take my grandfather. He's been in the hospital for a month or so with some colon cancer related stuff. Today he had a surgery because there was a blockage in his intestine. They did the surgery and ( Read more... )

So i saw the Polyphonic Spree this past sunday.  With opening act Jesca Hoop. Who was one of the coolest opening acts I've seen.  She reminded me of a 1930s lounge singer, at least her voice and singing style, mixed with some Fiona Apple and Regina Spektor.  It was her, with a guitar and a keyboard player, and then this one dude who came out and  ( Read more... )

I'll be the first to admit to it. I am a pussy. I am afraid of most things… hell, I'm afraid of pretty much anything and everything, spiders, relationships, ghosts, roller coasters, dying, loneliness; I run the gamut of pussyness. Everything about me screams 'lost wuss, beware!' I'm unkempt, I often wear novelty shirts, I only wear 2 pairs of jeans ( Read more... )

I dont know if anybody reads this. But if you do you should go to http://www.myspace.com/girlscoutpromise and listen to Birds. I'm proud of it. Me and my friend Sean spent some time mixing it tonight.

It's kinda Flaming Lipsy.

I love u.