goodbye [22 Dec 2004|10:57am] i realize that i dont use this much. so, i think that this is my resignation from the world of live journal. 4 drown in your drink.

Revisions: Secret Track [15 Dec 2004|05:47pm] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | FLCL-Addict ] I'm the Master Chief, I'm mowing down Elite's, And you look like RvB 'cause you're aiming at your feet, I'm spittin' rhymes, I use my voice like a Veepa, Takin' out muton voids like I was the Grim Reapa, I'm painting pictures with my tongue, I'm the Dhali sun, Melting clocks, sculpting rocks, Leo wishes he had some, Of this talent, I'm a living palette, I'm sittin' in the theatre criticizing Gene Shalit, Bigger than Regis, Cathy, Springer and the O, In fact, I'm too big to have my own show, I'm faggin' huge, we're talkin' Unicron status, I don't turn into a car, I'm a mother fucking planet, And I still know how to have fun, Only 1 drink and then the night is done, Then we're sleepin' in the car, and it's cold like Hoth, So, I'm layin' face down so my nipples don't freeze off, 'Cause they're having trouble adjusting the speeders to the snow, Visions of Kenobi tellin' me where to go, And I'll hold fast, stick to my guns, 'Cause I'm on Solo's trail in the fuckin' Slave I 5 drown in your drink.

[14 Dec 2004|07:56pm] The pillows are love and if you disagree, I am sorry to announce that you are completely and utterly incorrect: Science has proven that the pillows are love - Albert Einstein p.s. E=MC squared 2 drown in your drink.

[14 Dec 2004|01:06pm] drown in your drink.

We have come to terms [09 Dec 2004|09:28pm] [ mood | geeky ] [ music | The Fullmetal Alchemist Soundtrack ] I have now come to terms with the fact that I am extremely geek and I am quite happy about it. Being geek brings me joy in life that many who have "grown up" wouldn't be able to understand. I had no objections to being a geek in the first place, but until today I don't think I really knew the extent of it. In short, I spent money on figurines from a cartoon, Fullmetal Alchemist to be exact. I am geek, I am complete. 2 drown in your drink.

[05 Dec 2004|07:30pm] I took a bath today. I layed in the bathtub as the water filled up the tub. I added dr. bronner's peppermint soap. The water turned a milky color. milky blue. The water was hot. I, however, was cold. The soap has a strange effect when touching the skin. Despite the temperature of the water, the soap always makes you feel cold. It clears sinuses. It sooths muscles. It heals wounds. It gives life. I was a lone sailor today. I was standing on a catamaran, traversing the south pacific waters in a storm. Taking 25 foot waves head on, and facing off against 40 foot rogues. I launched over the crest of the wave in triumph, only to come crashing down upon the back of the wave, shattering my poor ship to pieces. I was a bi-plane pilot today. I was in the middle of a dog fight. My enemy was on my tail. I had no other options. I pulled up and began to corkscrew toward the sky. I removed my safety belt and grabbed the top wing of the plane and pulled myself out of the cockpit. The plane began to arch back toward the ground as I dove from the top wing toward my pursuer. I held in my left hand the cord to my parachute. I held in my right hand a flare gun. As I careened toward my enemy in a gorgeous swan dive, I pointed the flare gun toward his propeller. He was coming straight at me, I was falling straight toward him. At the perfect moment, I fired the flare gun into his propeller, sending a chain reaction through the fuselage of his plane. The explosion lit up the dark clouds surrounding our arial battle field. I fell through an opening in the wreckage of his plane and pulled my cord. I was a father today. I was completely content with my normal life. 3 drown in your drink.

[03 Dec 2004|04:46pm]             the pillows are love brought to you by the isLove Generator 8 drown in your drink.

this magic moment [30 Nov 2004|09:35pm] yesternight I boarded a plane headed for San Diego at 8:00p.m. from the Oakland Airport. As I sat in my uncomfortable middle seat next to my younger brother and some older woman whom I have never seen before in my life someone walked onto the plane. At the head of the plane stood a girl who couldn't have been more than 19 years old, donning a winter hat (the kind with a fuzzy ball at the top, ear flaps, and very long strings hanging from those ear flaps). She was beautiful. She sat in the row adjacent to mine in the middle seat, between two other older women whom I have never seen in my entire life. I must admit I caught myself gazing at her quite a few times throughout the flight. There was little other to gaze at (my brother's head was engulfing the window and the various other passengers were not all too pleasing to the eye). This may seem shallow, however I find it rather appropriate in a situation such as an airplane. People at airports and on airplanes are some of the most rude and foul people, other than those who happen to be driving on any major city street at any given time, therefore I justify my gazing. Then, she began to do something incredible. I couldn't believe my eyes, but this girl, no older than 19, began to crochet a scarf of some sort. I couldn't stop myself from grinning. It was a heartwarming thing to witness, indeed it was. Thusly, I have come to the conclusion that if you are a pretty girl who can crochet me a scarf or blanket of some sort, you can be my girlfriend no questions asked. teh end. (true story, I promise) 5 drown in your drink.

this is a lingering feeling [27 Nov 2004|12:07am] [ mood | nostalgic ] [ music | i can make a mess like nobody's business ] I definitely still miss my dogs after all this time. I wish I could still have that companionship. They were fantastic. I hope they're still around and making it ok. I am very sad now. very sad. 4 drown in your drink.

Gold teeth and a curse for this town [23 Nov 2004|10:50pm] I enjoy San Fransisco. It is more enjoyable with friends. I miss home and it hasnt even been 24 hours yet. I miss other things. Its wierd to miss something you've never had. 2 drown in your drink.

Enemy After Enemy Burns [21 Nov 2004|07:55pm] [ mood | blank ] [ music | Music From Obscure Japanese Title: Katamari Damacy ] ok, so a major milestone has been reached in a project I am taking on right now. You may or may not know about it, depending who you are. The fact of the matter is, I have finished the plot outline of the book I am writing. thats WRITING not reading. I dont know if it will turn out any good or if it will be a hardbound piece of dog poo, but I am undertaking it because I think it will be a good experience. One can discover quite a bit about one's self through their writing. I leave for a week in San Fransisco on tuesday morning, I wont be returning until the following monday night. I will be glad to see my mom. I will miss my friends. I will miss her. You don't know who she is. She doesn't know who she is. I will take pictures of things. I don't expect any of them to be any good because I will be using a disposable camera. I will try to be as artsy and thought provoking as possible. see you space cowboy..... 2 drown in your drink.

bela fleck [19 Nov 2004|04:20pm] fall in love with michelle i have nothing to update 7 drown in your drink.

you probably won't feel like reading this [14 Nov 2004|12:15am] So now is the time for me to vent into this, my live journal. I'm going to do it, though I feel rather lame about it. This is the only place that I log my thoughts as I am thinking of them, for I do not keep an actual journal and I do not own a recorder or camera of any kind. But then again, I'm really just kidding myself because I'm writing in here for others to see. This is no private account of my feelings, this is an open forum. I feel how I feel right now and I'm not ok with it. Not because they aren't legitimate feelings or because it's not ok to be sad, but rather because I know that there are others out there who have it, and have had it much worse. Unfortunately, I cannot gauge my experiences against their's because I don't know enough about them and therefore am unable to determine whether it is acceptable for me to be feeling lonely or not. But, as it stands, thats how I am feeling and I dont expect it to change before I fall asleep tonight. Or would it be this morning? yes. I know people will read this, though I suspect that julie and kt will be two of the few, if not only people who make it this far. I also understand that they may want to be empathetic toward me but I'm really not looking for sympathy, despite the fact that it is very nice of people to care. I really just dont want to feel lonely. I am young, this is all too apparent, but I cant be expected to shut up and accept it because i've got "so much living ahead of me." I can only compare it to the short time I've been here, and I dont like it. It doesn't happen often, but when it does I end up droning on in writing or talking for all too long about it, which doesn't make me feel any better about it, but doesn't make me want to stop. I want a break. I want something that I pursue to work out. I want the slack to be cut. It just doesn't seem to work that way. 7 drown in your drink.

the lungs of new england [13 Nov 2004|12:05pm] i have created a purevolume account, so for those of you who have not yet heard my music you can now. www.purevolume.com/thelungsofnewengland its also my link on my journal i will be posting pictured and stuff on it when i get em so keep an eye out. 6 drown in your drink.

That Artsy Kid Who Always Wears Black [10 Nov 2004|10:04pm] I want to play the saddest song you’ve ever heard, I want it to leave you bawling to the point that it’s absurd, I want a tear for every line and a sob for every word, I wanna play the saddest song you’ve ever heard I want to write the most epic story ever told, I want people to start fan clubs and draw centerfolds, of all the female charachters, not wearing any clothes, I want to write the most epic story ever told And dreaming is never enough for me I want my name known across the seven seas I want fame I want fortune both to embody me Oh why wont anybody hear my plea Save Me I want to build the greatest empire of all time I want to have big starships that I control with my mind I want a nemesis thats really hard to find I want to build the greatest empire of all time I want to be consumed by controversy I want rumors and gossip like apples from a tree I want all these lies to bring me to my knees I want to be consumed by controversy And dreaming is never enough when all I do is strive for recognition for everything ive done I want to be anything other than what I am now I want to be anything other than what I am now drown in your drink.

[10 Nov 2004|09:16pm] those with the wisdom are the lonliest drown in your drink.

[05 Nov 2004|09:54pm] i want to play the saddest song you've ever heard 3 drown in your drink.

WHOA DUDE! [02 Nov 2004|04:34pm] [ mood | busy ] [ music | MC Frontalot - Special delivery ] it is very intimidating to be sitting at a stop light in my car and look into my rear view mirror to find the grill of an extremely large truck completely taking up the entire rear window and getting closer. 7 drown in your drink.

OMG LIKE TOTALLY RAP.....secret track [28 Oct 2004|10:53pm] It's the Lungs Of New England, But I ain't singin' no, I'm singling you out if your perspective is stout kickin' jams till you understand what it's all about if you're a devout christian, livin' in a mission or some fat cat gazin' off into the distance from your penthouse suite high above manhattan you can still hear the rat-tat-tat of gunshots blastin' and its the same ol' shit that you hear every day in one ear and out the other's what you always tend to say but it's not ok, let me sway you in a different direction let me show you everything you've been suggestin' a pox on the people that be livin' in this world poison in the drinking water of little boys and girls let the rapture unfurl, swirlin' like a vortex puncturing your cortex, cause all you do is second guess the lives of the people, and we're still not equal no there can be no sequel if we dont cut out this evil you've got a voice, why don't you do something with it? stand up for those who can't and be sure you stay legit I'm spittin' rhymes, I use my voice like I'm a veepa takin out muton voids like I was the Grim Reaper now, the reference is obscure but I'm sure you understand where I'm comin' from the who, what, where, when, and why I don't own a gun cuz my weapon's holstered in my larynx, guarded by my pharynx I'm tellin' you to speak your mind and I think that seems apparent 2 drown in your drink.

[28 Oct 2004|08:04pm] so tonight after having dinner with my mom and dad, my dad decided that it would be a good idea to race me home. he turned off onto a residential street and i stayed on the main drag, a 45mph zone but i was driving 60 to test my hypothesis. as i turned into the street that i would be meeting my dad at, he jetted past me going at least 60, in a residential zone which has a speed limit of 25mph. dangerous driving. my dad has once before been hurt in a car accident, totaled his car. when i arrived home i told my dad that he should seriously consider driving a bit slower. My mom and he laughed histerically. I suppose they thought it was funny. a few minutes later the television was on and a program about donald trump was on. It had something to do with him driving erratically. my dad said to my mom, and i quote "they shouldnt let him drive, that's unsafe" well fuck me. drown in your drink.

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