so. today i cleaned out my car. its going to the junk yard on friday. i hit some lady on my way to the mall. it's not even a good story so i won't even tell it. my car is pretty much gone for the most part. heres what it looked like before.



rip crunkness.

now i'll be rollin' in a gold 1988 grand prix. with might i add tented windows.

Current Location: the worst state ever.
Current Music: owen.

I say alright / kiss you naked in the dark / I say alright / distracted missiles hit thier mark / you can feel it / you can say yeah/ bite my lips you're so divine / she'll throw me down / she'll lay me down / I'll wait / she'll throw me down / she'll lay me down / I'll wait / hot wet kisses in the dark /


The Nationale Blue "Hot Wet Kisses in The Dark"

Current Music: Animal Collective "College"

ok. today i woke up from a dream that i had and i thought that i should write about it. and here i am at 7:44 pm and i'm bored. as for ther dream:


i can't remember much but i remember going into a thrift store and looking around and seeing my good friend joe playing a guitar in the corner. it was weird because it was just him but there were more insturments. i thought that i'd keep looking around and i saw some really nice things scattered around. it was like someone who was rich died and someone took all thier stuff to the thrift. i saw a wallet upsed down and figured someone took all the money and just left it. it was weird because everything was still there. little pieces of paper and phone numbers and a few credit cards. but no money. i looked over and saw a bag. it was a weird bag becasue it looked like a handbag but it was a bit bigger. i oppened it a and there were alot of drawers in it and i went through them i guess i was decided on buying it. i found what seemed to be flight bages for a commercial airline and a few us navy bages for aircrew. i guess he/she was a pilot. I heard joe playing some really good parts and in my head i came up with a bass line and figured that after i was done looking in the bag i'd go over and say hi and tell him how much i liked what he was playing and that i had a bass line. i don't think he saw me enter the store because he was just playing.



the rest of things is as follows:

life is still the same, stale. i can't wait for the weekend to start. i've been workinf 12 hour shifts as of late and now i'm off! i work a regualr 8 hour shift and then its the weekend. i have no idea what i'm going to do this weeked. hanging out with seth and steve & fam look tenitive. i'll try to call people whis weekend. i've been a little behind. i'm also tring to get the school stuff done as well.

Current Music: Tim Kinsella - Phoning It In Live

today. well today was nothing. as are the otehr days. things are becoming a grey blur again. i knew this would happen. fuck. i'm struggleing to get a fucking job. this is so bad. i can't believe this.

fuck this.



i love you japan. i love you with all my heart. you keep me breathing.

i think i'm gonna live by this song for a while.


"everybody here tonight needs to move thier asses as a unit make it right everybody dance you'll feel better once you shake it up now don't lie like i know you want to party don't be afraid if you start feeln' freaky now theres a party here tonight some of us are crashn' on the floor here over night unless i find that bed you'll feel better once you call it out do it say it everybody wants to see me happy? who's rolln' deep tonight hold on to me so i can make sure you're being nice"

its the poh song i mentioned in my last update thingy. its ghetto.

I'm leaving today. the party of helicopters new cd is banging these shitty laptop speakers out of the box. i got cigs. i thought i'd quit but oh well...i hope i can get all my shit on the train. it will be by the grace of god if things go smoothly. i'm gonna be present at the POH free show...will you be there? also i got invited to a party by my sis. i think i might go if powell goes. the show is gonna rock. i'm gonna try to dance, and sing at the top of my lungs. its gonna be great. and raqui promised me a dance. yey!

Current Music: the party oh helicopters: "rising up is hard work"

i want to breath, i want to rock out, i want to love, i want to feel, i want to eat, i want to drink, i want to scream, i want to sing, i want to touch, i want to learn, i want to grow, i want to kiss...i'm moving back to ohio. not bitterly i might add. i open my arms to the future.

touch me, kiss me, love me.

i got a new job. yeah i work at this place called chevys. its a mexican chain resturant. i guess things are finaly starting to happen. in other news remember that Joan of arc show i was talking about. well yeah. my old man stood me up. and wouldn't give me any cash. so in the end of all of it, his gf loaned me some cash to go. he did drop me off at the station though. anyway, as i'm walking in i can hear tim wailing and i fiugre i better hurry up the stairs. i rush to the stage and get a spot in on the side. after a bout 4 mins of tim's rants about shadows (which i later found out was from thier newer cd on parishable records) they stop and the filler music comes on. you know that music that you can't wait to hear after toughing through a shitty band to hear the one(s) you came for. i looked over my sholder at a chap and i ask him who played before them he said some band...the band he was talking about just so happened to be the other band whom i wanted to see that night. in dissbelief i went to sit somewhere and finish my cancer bringer. after 3 or 4 this band called the orange band came on...they were so boring. i walked around and around. nothing the only person i knew there was Mike Kinsella. i asked him if he was up for the basketball game he owed me. soon after he drunkly pointed at his flip flops. which is realllly ironic, cause cause i whimped out in cleveland for the same reason. i had boots on. but actualy i was scared of playing someone i sorta look up to...anyway we talked it up, we tlaked about this we talked about that funny thing is we sorta talked about some of the same things we talked about in cleveland. hes an antropolgy major. blah blah blah...anyway after that i bummed around and tried to ignore what was taking place on stage. i found myself sitting on a barstool when bobby burg passed by. hes the singer for the love of everything which features one of my favorite drummers Kevin Shea...sadly and in the fashion of my evening he wasn't there. i almost forgot to say, i was sent to find bobby. back to the shitty story, well i found him. and we talked and talked and talked. to make this long story short he had some big ties with the storm and stress. he helped record them. and with that he told me lots of funny stories of thier recordings. and he also spoke of unreleased and demo stuff...and i asked if i could have some. so pretty soon i'll be getting a cd of that in the mail. yeah. thats the only thing good that happened that night. the walk home wasn't too long and i had a welcomed companion...the new joa cd. i gave it a full listen and its good. but not as good as thier old stuff... i hope that starting this new job gets me where i wanna go...chicago.

caio.

kiss me.

i finaly got a job. i work at nancy's friends floral shop. i'm gonna get like 7.5 or 8 an hour. i hoooooope that i'll have enough money to get to chicago! i'm gonna go to bed early tonight.

me and the oldman are gonna go to see joan of arc on monday. its gonna fuckin' rock!
i think thats it.

if i point to my face will you know what to do?

i walked to compusa. i guess thier hireing. i'm gonna fill out the ap. and hand it in blah blah blah. i hope i get the job. the starfucks job is still pending. the fucker never called me back. i did talk to shannon, she interviewed me first. i thought she was kinda cute...but eh. she said "we love you here". i guess i got some fans with my shiness. but we did sorta click during my interview. she kept her eyes on me the whole time. i donno if she liked me or what...but i guess time will tell. i thought of a spacey souding song on the way back home. i think one of the things i wanted in the song was a theramin. who knows.

wish me luck.like it was you last wish.


oh yeah...and kiss me too. and put your arms around me and look me in the face and tell me that my day will come and that all this is passing. then kiss me again and hold me tighter.

Current Mood: gloomy