gravity always gets me down
happy barfday to stacie and stephanie davis!!
btw, agnostic front/murphys law/call for fire - tonight @ big daddys
my violin should be here tomorrow.
moms in orlando. harmonys in texas for two weeks before torey leaves to iraq for a year. wtf. the house is quiet because abel is asleep. he fell asleep watching my old tapes of thundercats. i came home today and slept. thats just what i do now, monday thru thursday. first friday this weekend. jesus. too much to do. i would like a beer. and im too lazy to go out to my car to get whats left of my evan. jesus, its 3am. what am i doing with my life?
ive been thinking about the way i perceive myself lately, as well as how i am perceived by others. its always so varied, and i find that i must appear bipolar or schitzophrenic. i keep changing personalities.. or maybe thats just who i am, one big personality. i keep thinking, fuck, i must be insane, but i like to think that i am finally becoming okay with this.
'cause i know who i am, and what my passions are. i know that i have a love for all forms of life and beauty and things of worth. but i also know that people are fucked up, i know that i am fucked up, and i become enraged with feeling stagnant, thinking that i cannot change anything. so i put on the appearance of a badass or at least someone who would fuck you up in a mosh pit. which, who knows, could happen. but alas, i am petite and sexy, artistic, and vegan, spiritual, and intelligent, in love with bicycles, books, and booze. and bees. [travis]
thats just the way it is.
i need to sleep. my weekends are catching up with me during the day.