so close, so far ( Read more... )

Blaine came and he left, which quickly thrust me into childhood memories and punk music. He plays punk now up in Seattle and still wants me to visit. He's mellowed down a bit, more relaxed, more easy-going. I miss him already and he's been gone five minutes.

crazyhair.
crazyhead.
crazynoahkid.

I really can't bring myself to update this hunk of junk.

Arielle is in France.
I hear Eli Robertson gets back today.
Ryan left his cds here.
Tauber just left and went. Thanks for cheering me up, amigo.

Too many people gives me a headache, I need to start hanging around smaller crowds.

I suppose I could bring myself to update this, but I don't ( Read more... )

Well, I have even less time to update than I did last night, but I'm not quite so sleepy ( Read more... )

word. yes there is a livejournal program, ryan ( Read more... )

just smile. it's simpler that way.
and a smile back is much softer!

trance music = duct tape! fixes anything. but i do not really need fixing, just reassurance. just sleep, really, but i'm not sure that's happening ( Read more... )

tick_tock.
it's late.
ticket_tocket.
the music is loud.
tickety_tockety.
and she doesn't even like trance music.
tickety_tockety.
the caffeine wears off.
ticket_tocket.
i smile.
tick_tock.

please don't eat me too. :>

my fingers are greenblueredpinkpurple rainbow colors (+slightly blistered) and so are the walls down (roughly) around 41st & peoria. there time does not exist, it disappears with sun/moonlight spilling through the faraway opening. i lost track of time and got so caught up in that small island of candlelight ( Read more... )

Last night was crazy. And after spending forever in a bathroom finally most everything has fallen into the place it needs to be. I still haven't talked to Taylor &/or Clarktron, but I'm sure they'll pop back up on the radar soon. I finally, finally slept- I haven't really been sleeping since the retreat, my mind has simply been to awake ( Read more... )

She woke me up! She woke me up!
life is spectacular, the music is spectacular, and I cannot wait to turn the page.

Cold soymilk in a penguin mug.
empty.