what do you think it looked like? What do you think it felt like? There were so many fucking garage sales, city wide garage sale day as a matter of fact. I feel like I've become addicted to sifting through peoples old memories. I worry that karma of these people come with them. I'm taking on all this shit. There's that damn word. I like it when ( Read more... )

I want to be warm and tired and I want to wear a jacket. I want to wake up with sore muscles.

They are all dead, and I'm driving home tonight

I havn't mastered that technique of not thinking about anything. I wanted to put together a collection of those thoughts (for some reason or other)and make something rad out of it, but instead I think I've settled on a series of musical compositions to incorperate that into. It doesn't end there. I'll have to find those narrations I wrote out. I'm ( Read more... )

I've got tape recorders, I've got tape recorders ( Read more... )

I do have a face, I wish you would use it ( Read more... )

there's something crazy about sound though...

Listening to this old vinyl record of a thunderstorm, I love it, it's intreguing, comforting and inspiring. It also kind of scares me. It's also kind of depressing. Why don't I go out and enjoy a real raw musty dusty gruff gravely life?

Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want.. I fell in love with that

I'll just say it, I really fucking hurt this week. Really. Things get built up, building off each other. Then it turns out not many people actually give a shit. Where are peoples heads at, wavelengths coincide with a few, but I guess that's just my shit, it doesnt matter or something. I've never really delt with a serious surgery in my life before ( Read more... )