Read it, No Weeping required.
Who knows, maybe if I post like, 8 things in the same 20 minute span, someone will actually read this sorry thing I call a blog.
I have a blog... I feel all techno-sheik now.
I think I just misspelled sheik... is it sheek or sheik or shiek or what?
I learned a really fun song today.
I can't play it worth a rats ass in prison.
but its really fun.
It's by one of those guys thats so much better at something than you are, that it makes you want to quit trying to be better cause you know you'll never be able to be that good.
I mean, at least with Leyenda I had a chance (albeit a limited one)
This is beyond anyone... methinks
except for this guy...
I swear this guy made a Faustian Deal...
l'sigh, re'pit. (that's not really french, I promise.)
I'm being insomniatical.
(That means I can't sleep)
I decided I like dvcks... (thats psuedolatin, dvck = duck)
well, at least one in particular.
Though I don't think the dvck likes me.
I don't know, forgive the rambling lunatical manically-depressed (sans the manic phase) robot (sans the robot.) his ramblings.
My matress is REALLY shotty.
I wonder if anyone even reads this crap.
Honestly you shouldn't I'm probably seriously altering your chances of surviving with all of your brain intact.
I can't even spell shiek....
you notice the
disjointed
feeling
of
how
i am writ-
-ing
today?
I read a poem by e.e. cummings the other day, it was in someones away message.
I noticed I had allways read it wrong.
'
l
(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
one
li
ness
'
I allways read it
'
l
(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
no
one
lis
tens.
'
I don't know why, maybe I was more depressed than e.e.?
Maybe I am more depressed than e.e.
Meh. I stole some apples from DAKA today,
and by steal I mean take more than the two I'm allowed out of the building
out of the building.
My feet hurt.
If you don't like whiny posts,
If you don't like whiny people.
and If you have read up to this point,
Life sucks for you.
I don't care if you don't like it if I whine.
If you don't like it,
go read something else,
theres a very large quantity of stuff on the internet.
something like eight billion pages on google.
go read one of them, if you don't like it.
l'sigh, re'pit do.
its 2 AM,
I'm still awake
writing a post,
if I get it all do
wn on paper, i
ts no longer in
side of me thre
atening the lif
e it belongs to.
And I feel like
I'm naked in f
ront of the cr
owd 'cause th
ese words are
my journal sc
reamin' out l
oud and I kn
ow that you'
ll use them h
owever you
want too...
but you can
't fight the t
rack we're l
ike cars on
a cable and
lifes like an
hourglass
thats glued
to the table
Noone can
find the re
wind butto
n now, so
cradle you
r head in m
y arms.
and breathe.
just breathe.
ooh breathe.
just breathe.
It's a pop song, but I like it.
Anna Nalick is a good singer
and a Good songwriter,
and she's not badlooking neither.
If you don't like that I like pop.
then go listen to your Craptastic
rap music.
and leave me alone.
I'm white and I'm allowed.
I'm white, I'm not supposed to be cool.
I'm white, I will not be discriminated against.
l'sigh, re'pit final.
I have a blog... I feel all techno-sheik now.
I think I just misspelled sheik... is it sheek or sheik or shiek or what?
I learned a really fun song today.
I can't play it worth a rats ass in prison.
but its really fun.
It's by one of those guys thats so much better at something than you are, that it makes you want to quit trying to be better cause you know you'll never be able to be that good.
I mean, at least with Leyenda I had a chance (albeit a limited one)
This is beyond anyone... methinks
except for this guy...
I swear this guy made a Faustian Deal...
l'sigh, re'pit. (that's not really french, I promise.)
I'm being insomniatical.
(That means I can't sleep)
I decided I like dvcks... (thats psuedolatin, dvck = duck)
well, at least one in particular.
Though I don't think the dvck likes me.
I don't know, forgive the rambling lunatical manically-depressed (sans the manic phase) robot (sans the robot.) his ramblings.
My matress is REALLY shotty.
I wonder if anyone even reads this crap.
Honestly you shouldn't I'm probably seriously altering your chances of surviving with all of your brain intact.
I can't even spell shiek....
you notice the
disjointed
feeling
of
how
i am writ-
-ing
today?
I read a poem by e.e. cummings the other day, it was in someones away message.
I noticed I had allways read it wrong.
'
l
(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
one
li
ness
'
I allways read it
'
l
(a
le
af
fa
ll
s)
no
one
lis
tens.
'
I don't know why, maybe I was more depressed than e.e.?
Maybe I am more depressed than e.e.
Meh. I stole some apples from DAKA today,
and by steal I mean take more than the two I'm allowed out of the building
out of the building.
My feet hurt.
If you don't like whiny posts,
If you don't like whiny people.
and If you have read up to this point,
Life sucks for you.
I don't care if you don't like it if I whine.
If you don't like it,
go read something else,
theres a very large quantity of stuff on the internet.
something like eight billion pages on google.
go read one of them, if you don't like it.
l'sigh, re'pit do.
its 2 AM,
I'm still awake
writing a post,
if I get it all do
wn on paper, i
ts no longer in
side of me thre
atening the lif
e it belongs to.
And I feel like
I'm naked in f
ront of the cr
owd 'cause th
ese words are
my journal sc
reamin' out l
oud and I kn
ow that you'
ll use them h
owever you
want too...
but you can
't fight the t
rack we're l
ike cars on
a cable and
lifes like an
hourglass
thats glued
to the table
Noone can
find the re
wind butto
n now, so
cradle you
r head in m
y arms.
and breathe.
just breathe.
ooh breathe.
just breathe.
It's a pop song, but I like it.
Anna Nalick is a good singer
and a Good songwriter,
and she's not badlooking neither.
If you don't like that I like pop.
then go listen to your Craptastic
rap music.
and leave me alone.
I'm white and I'm allowed.
I'm white, I'm not supposed to be cool.
I'm white, I will not be discriminated against.
l'sigh, re'pit final.