I want to drift far, far away, where it's summer time.

What's missing?

Ave maria, causa mortis.

"Hey man... lemme hit that skillie."

Ever put your entire music library on random and then realize two minutes into it that that is Fergie, and I have the power to change this. Well, I just did... and let me tell you I experienced every emotion humanly possible all at once. All hail my-muh-fuckin next button. ...and the god damn text muffohn

I was sitting behind my house today and a honey bee landed on my leg and hung around for a little while. Then he went off flying around for a bit and came back to stay on my hand. I wonder what these warm months hold.

I miss my dreams.

Have you ever started talking... and gone on and on just rambling, running a comlex, deep, and interesting conversation only to stop abrubtly while you realize you've been talking to yourself the entire time?

Last night I dreamt a deer gave me his antlers.

Deer and crows.

Bob Dylan is lovely.

I wish I knew how to take it all away, how to really help and make things better. That's what I want.

Bagpipes and a fiddle in my ear, while my mind fills up like a landfill.

Minor bit of news, which probably doesn't matter too much. I changed my email address -- the old one is slower than regular mail, in fact their server is probably down -- it's chimeninnyhoo@gmail.com

I think Google has the capabilities to make all movement unnecessary.

I had an extremely morbid series of dreams last night ( Read more... )