Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Summer's screaming in my mind, tugging at the fabric around my memories. I need the sun and the green grass and the nights that never get dark. I need youth, eternal youth, flowing through my veins. I'll feel that when I'm back home with my friends, I think. Maybe. Maybe not. But it's something to hope for.
A Brief Conversation:
E.: I was just thinking: what is it you do with your life? You stay up until 5 AM. Then you make resumes and cover letters. Then you complain about your job. When do you do real things?
Me: I'm currently watching internet videos. I read two books yesterday and I've made three business calls/contacts today. don't try and understand.
E.: I'm going to make a 48-Hour long documentary called "Christmas" where I follow you around for two days. And try to figure out how you survive. Try to figure out the mystery of your existence. It will all be filmed on a flip camera and have bad lighting and poor sound quality.
Me: You're gonna be really disappointed when you figure out that 95% of my existence is snorting klonopins and drinking scope until I'm too high to drive. Then I go driving. The reckless nature of my vagrant acts gives me an adrenaline rush equivalent to that of a distressed mother when her baby is trapped beneath a bus.
E.: That's exactly what I was expecting I would find.
Me: I'm currently watching internet videos. I read two books yesterday and I've made three business calls/contacts today. don't try and understand.
E.: I'm going to make a 48-Hour long documentary called "Christmas" where I follow you around for two days. And try to figure out how you survive. Try to figure out the mystery of your existence. It will all be filmed on a flip camera and have bad lighting and poor sound quality.
Me: You're gonna be really disappointed when you figure out that 95% of my existence is snorting klonopins and drinking scope until I'm too high to drive. Then I go driving. The reckless nature of my vagrant acts gives me an adrenaline rush equivalent to that of a distressed mother when her baby is trapped beneath a bus.
E.: That's exactly what I was expecting I would find.
Staying up all night gives me the best ideas:
It's only on days when I stay up all night that I decide to listen to as much Eminem as possible, facebook stalk the people from high school who have anime profile pictures, and apply for a job.
Empowerment!
Empowerment!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Weaknesses:
-Seeing my name in important places.
-Books.
-The promise of exoticism.
-Pretty girls.
-My bed.
-The 1990's.
That about sums it up.
-Books.
-The promise of exoticism.
-Pretty girls.
-My bed.
-The 1990's.
That about sums it up.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Upbeat Post:
The guy from Golden Shoulders sounds a lot like Willy Mason and The Avett Brothers put together. Just sayin.
Also, I'm listening to a lot of new music currently, and I'm just infatuated with it all. With all of the ways that people can say things. And how people sounds next to a banjo or piano or drum kit. I love it all.
That is all. The end.
Also, I'm listening to a lot of new music currently, and I'm just infatuated with it all. With all of the ways that people can say things. And how people sounds next to a banjo or piano or drum kit. I love it all.
That is all. The end.
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