newbie
you must've really liked me.
not just the mystery of my hair
not just our shared observances
not just the way i'll make fun of you when we're drunk
not just in it for the money
you must've really liked me.
i was just too scared to understand
---[6 march/04]
humans are so diurnal
not really. just day-by-day.
today you are here
helping me feel
hearing my thoughts before i've heard them yet.
today you are here
here in what today might be my heart
hands in places that make me laugh out loud
tomorrow you're not
good intentions but bad follow-through
lost black and white half emotions even if whole truths
tomorrow you're not
and i let my head hit the floor
feeling that the more i remember, the more you forget
day-by-day. not really.
more like every minute, every hour,
fueling your nocturnal fade from my real-ty
but never my memory.
---4 march/04
weird that those were written about two different people.
anyway. new journal. i'm also blogging elsewhere, so this is going to be a writing journal primarily. i was occasionally posting poetry there and it didn't fit into the general 'flow' of the journal. if i know you from fflog or the lpc, leave me a comment and say hi. and if i don't, then i hope you didn't find my randomness uninteresting.
character development: brent repeats himself when he's drunk.
had good hugs last night from coworkers. i like late night goodbyes.
made jordan a normal-shaped dirty pizza. as it is now officially named.
got reamed out for swearing in the kitchen. i think i deserved it that time.
told brent my maple idea.
ingestion:
5 march/04 - 1 tim hortons extralarge double double with milk. the second rim i've forgotten to roll since roll up the rim restarted.
randomness at work including several brownie pieces.
1 tallboy ephemere
1 half-litre of st. ambroise pale ale. now becoming the beer of choice to the point that greg will pour without asking.
1 spicy sausage at yonge n bloor with hotsauce, ketchup, green olives and pickled hot peppers.
1 decidedly medium sized bowl of shreddies with skim milk.
not just the mystery of my hair
not just our shared observances
not just the way i'll make fun of you when we're drunk
not just in it for the money
you must've really liked me.
i was just too scared to understand
---[6 march/04]
humans are so diurnal
not really. just day-by-day.
today you are here
helping me feel
hearing my thoughts before i've heard them yet.
today you are here
here in what today might be my heart
hands in places that make me laugh out loud
tomorrow you're not
good intentions but bad follow-through
lost black and white half emotions even if whole truths
tomorrow you're not
and i let my head hit the floor
feeling that the more i remember, the more you forget
day-by-day. not really.
more like every minute, every hour,
fueling your nocturnal fade from my real-ty
but never my memory.
---4 march/04
weird that those were written about two different people.
anyway. new journal. i'm also blogging elsewhere, so this is going to be a writing journal primarily. i was occasionally posting poetry there and it didn't fit into the general 'flow' of the journal. if i know you from fflog or the lpc, leave me a comment and say hi. and if i don't, then i hope you didn't find my randomness uninteresting.
character development: brent repeats himself when he's drunk.
had good hugs last night from coworkers. i like late night goodbyes.
made jordan a normal-shaped dirty pizza. as it is now officially named.
got reamed out for swearing in the kitchen. i think i deserved it that time.
told brent my maple idea.
ingestion:
5 march/04 - 1 tim hortons extralarge double double with milk. the second rim i've forgotten to roll since roll up the rim restarted.
randomness at work including several brownie pieces.
1 tallboy ephemere
1 half-litre of st. ambroise pale ale. now becoming the beer of choice to the point that greg will pour without asking.
1 spicy sausage at yonge n bloor with hotsauce, ketchup, green olives and pickled hot peppers.
1 decidedly medium sized bowl of shreddies with skim milk.