Have you ever noticed that I make an incoherent post every now and then? It's casi como si I had a crazy part of me that just loves word sounds. And I do. Sounds are so amazing. Chords, iambic pentameter, even silence should be amazing to our ears.

Love what you hear.

Paradise Lost is the greatest book ever. Save anything written by Steinbeck.

Remember when I talked about PARANOiA? I know you don't.

Let's just say that I wrote "sound" on my papers in every class. PARANOiA inspires my paranoia. Odd? I think not.

Those of you who don't play DDR probably wouldn't understand this post.

It's times like these that I hate the internet. I'm not entirely sure what those times are, but I'm sure that they are something like these. I don't know exactly what I'm saying, but I'll get there eventually. For those of you who don't know, I spend lots of time patrolling the "intarweb" for the next great song or laugh. Heh, I called it the ( Read more... )

It's been so long! Like I haven't updated since last year ( Read more... )

So I haven't updated here in eons. Nay, an entire epoch. But don't worry yourselves over it, for I am back! I had my wisdom teeth removed on Friday, and the pain has become a mild itching in the back of gums. It's almost as if I were teething again. Perish the thought! If you haven't noticed, the pain has driven me partially insane, and ( Read more... )

You want a post? I'll give you a post. Thunderclap. That's right. I said THUNDERCLAP. Is it raining? I think not. Actually, I don't think anyone wanted this post save me. This reminds me of the time when I "deleted" my LJ but came back on the twenty-ninth day or something like that ( Read more... )

Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried,
we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more.
We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light,
then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again.

I love drinking songs. They cheer me up.

I should be doing work right now, but I'm a little distracted. I'm not entirely sure what I want anymore. I realized that all of high school has been something of a giant 360 (which is something interesting to see), and I can't stand it. I want to be different! I want to be useful! But I can't seem to find a good reason why. Perhaps I enjoy defying ( Read more... )

You may wonder why I never post here. I think you would rather not know. Let's just say that I can make red into blue simply through my words. That didn't make sense, did it? It wasn't supposed to. I'm not entirely sure what I'm trying to accomplish with this post. Maybe I have some repressed secret that I can't say with words without dying of ( Read more... )