So, I went to the dreaded Starbucks this evening to sit and veg with a notebook, some caffiene, and a pack of Marlboro 100s. I wrote two songs. I actually like one of them. The other is pretty shitty.
Just for fun and games, I'll let you decide which is which:

Are You OkayAre you okay with the moments that you're facing ( Read more... )

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The ocean swells beneath us ( Read more... )

i was waiting in line and a little boy of about 8 kept turning around and looking at me. i'd wink and he'd smile and turn back around quickly ( Read more... )

So much for leaving my live journal on a permenant hiatus, eh ( Read more... )

and unto you, i give the world....

fin

now let's get talking reefer madness
like some arogant government can
by any stretch of the imagination
outlaw a plant

yes, their supposed authority
over nature is a dream
come on people
we've got to come clean.
~a.d.

So are you pro-war or anti-peace ( Read more... )

a la lindsey:

"I'm going to blow ass all over your car."

as opposed to the cock that's normally blown there. =)

You see -- concluded my cat, stretching itself out in front of the embers -- real happiness, paradise, my dear master, consists in being shut up and beaten in a room where there is meat.
~Emile Zola, The Paradise of Cats