So I've been rediscovering the Street Dogs lately...and this particular song has been in heavy rotation the past week or so ( Read more... )

So yeah..updates are few and far between I know. But it just seems that when I do have free time from work, I want to just veg out or sleep. Nothing life changing has occurred lately. The best point of the past week was going with CJ to see Bayside twice at the Beat Kitchen. Amazing performances both days. Made me fall in deeper love with Bayside ( Read more... )

Okay, I know I did something like this a while ago, but dammit if I didn't like Rocky's post alot more than "psychic itunes..oooooo ( Read more... )

I recently found my favorite issue of Playboy. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, the one with the really hot naked girls? No. Well..yes, but no. The one with "Postcards from the Proud Highway" by Hunter S. Thompson. His last collaboration with Playboy, with his thoughts on a wide variety of topics. I just thought his take on humor was simply ( Read more... )

So this weekend passed by uneventfully. I basically stayed home and played video games. Bill was out of town, so I had the place to myself, I had people over to try and quash the silence in this place, it worked to a degree, but to another, it just made me miss things about the old life that I don't have anymore. Namely the fact that if you were ( Read more... )

"Ball And Chain ( Read more... )

well, most of you know what happened thursday...that was the basis for the next three days. went out tonight to go see triplette again, so that i could laugh and feel better. well...i laughed, and then just about damn near cried when we were leaving. my car got towed. i was apparently in a private lot behind the theatre, and well....yeah..luckily ( Read more... )

I'm pleading cause this kills and it's still bleeding.
My darling I'm taking my life back to start healing.

Stutter step to the beat of a disparaged lover.
Dumb and pulsing we've become.
The bedroom door is an old black lung.
It's arrhythmic.
Uninviting and pliable.
With the noble irreverence of shrapnel she came for us.
Bore into our heads and found thoughtlessness.
Never minded the faithless courage of shame or the bravery of oblivion.
I'm on her mind, I'm ( Read more... )

she ended it. can't say as I blame her. I always screw it up somehow. I honestly don't know what my major malfunction is. The distance seemed to be the killer this time. I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt like hell though. Luckily, I have a roommate who knows how to treat such matters, with a listening ear and a mug of cold brew. God bless ( Read more... )