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"stay Free. stay The Same. play it Straight. and own your Name""
why don't we start capitalizing the words at the end of Sentences??????
Hm.
its 2:33 a.m. in the Morning. and for lack of anything better to Do. i'm typing up this livejournal Entry. la la La.
So. i'm downloading a cd by a french singer by the name of carla Bruni. and it suddenly occurs to me that i really value melodies more so than i do Lyrics. and it feels like i'm the only person like That. not to say that i dont really value lyrics, because i Do! lyrics are definitely a big factor in making a song Good. but, overall, i can still enjoy music if the lyrics Suck. maybe thats why i can enjoy bands like oreja de van gogh or singers like nek and carla Bruni. i dont understand a word these musicians are singing, but i like It! i'm happy though, that i can appreciate music for both its lyrics, and if those are lacking, its Melodies.
i completely meant to take pictures of my clean, newly outfitted car... but i didn't get around to It. maybe Tommorow? the custom license plate says "WORDPLAY". jason mraz fans will get it... its the title of his new Single. and in multiple songs he mentions It. Excellent. now the entire popluation of gastonia and winston-salem can see just how much i respect mr. Mraz. back to the Point. my car is nice Now. so nice that i'm actually looking for every possible excuse to drive around in It. this is good for my mind and soul.... not so good for my bank Account. damn these gas Prices.
my worst fears have been Confirmed. there is, in fact, a fucking rat in this Basement. tasmin(god bless her puppy heart) was sniffing at the walls earlier and Whimpering. two seconds ago the little piece of shit darted from what i assume is one mousehole, to Another. oh Well. he'll find the poison in two-three days, crawl outside into my yard, and Die. maybe tasmin will eat Him. Okay. i'm just kidding about That. i hope tasmin wouldn't even consider eating a rat.. but who Knows. she chased down a huge june-bug cicada thingy and ate it Yesterday. it was quite Odd. and yet, weirdly Mesmerizing.
i was driving to stanley Today. listening to an acoustic version of "the boy is gone" by jason(mraz, that Is). and i was suddenly overcome with a feeling of Happiness. it was Nice. from now on out, and this is a theory of mine.... whenever i get sad, i think i'll be able to use this particular version of the song to stimulate cheeriness from Within. Hopefully. Well. hopefully i wont have to test it out, the theory that Is. i dont wanna be Sad. its not Fun. its not supposed to be Either. but thats besides the Point.
Yeah.
i'm heading out to my driveway Now. my car is just begging to be taken around the block once or Twice. i thiink i'm going to live in It.
good Night.
p.s. dont look for any hidden messages within the bold letters. you wont find any. its just to emphasize my newfound method of capitlisation. and for some reason, i just spelled that like a bloody british guy.
why don't we start capitalizing the words at the end of Sentences??????
Hm.
its 2:33 a.m. in the Morning. and for lack of anything better to Do. i'm typing up this livejournal Entry. la la La.
So. i'm downloading a cd by a french singer by the name of carla Bruni. and it suddenly occurs to me that i really value melodies more so than i do Lyrics. and it feels like i'm the only person like That. not to say that i dont really value lyrics, because i Do! lyrics are definitely a big factor in making a song Good. but, overall, i can still enjoy music if the lyrics Suck. maybe thats why i can enjoy bands like oreja de van gogh or singers like nek and carla Bruni. i dont understand a word these musicians are singing, but i like It! i'm happy though, that i can appreciate music for both its lyrics, and if those are lacking, its Melodies.
i completely meant to take pictures of my clean, newly outfitted car... but i didn't get around to It. maybe Tommorow? the custom license plate says "WORDPLAY". jason mraz fans will get it... its the title of his new Single. and in multiple songs he mentions It. Excellent. now the entire popluation of gastonia and winston-salem can see just how much i respect mr. Mraz. back to the Point. my car is nice Now. so nice that i'm actually looking for every possible excuse to drive around in It. this is good for my mind and soul.... not so good for my bank Account. damn these gas Prices.
my worst fears have been Confirmed. there is, in fact, a fucking rat in this Basement. tasmin(god bless her puppy heart) was sniffing at the walls earlier and Whimpering. two seconds ago the little piece of shit darted from what i assume is one mousehole, to Another. oh Well. he'll find the poison in two-three days, crawl outside into my yard, and Die. maybe tasmin will eat Him. Okay. i'm just kidding about That. i hope tasmin wouldn't even consider eating a rat.. but who Knows. she chased down a huge june-bug cicada thingy and ate it Yesterday. it was quite Odd. and yet, weirdly Mesmerizing.
i was driving to stanley Today. listening to an acoustic version of "the boy is gone" by jason(mraz, that Is). and i was suddenly overcome with a feeling of Happiness. it was Nice. from now on out, and this is a theory of mine.... whenever i get sad, i think i'll be able to use this particular version of the song to stimulate cheeriness from Within. Hopefully. Well. hopefully i wont have to test it out, the theory that Is. i dont wanna be Sad. its not Fun. its not supposed to be Either. but thats besides the Point.
Yeah.
i'm heading out to my driveway Now. my car is just begging to be taken around the block once or Twice. i thiink i'm going to live in It.
good Night.
p.s. dont look for any hidden messages within the bold letters. you wont find any. its just to emphasize my newfound method of capitlisation. and for some reason, i just spelled that like a bloody british guy.