There is no time. No time to hang, no time to chill, no time to fall in love, no time to jam. All the time has been comsumed by the future. Everything I do now, merely builds something for a later time. But right now, i feel like i'm in prison. It's a great prison, don't get me wrong. But I'm about to cry because I miss my family and friends ( Read more... )

i wish i could walk around in a bath tub. i mean i know i can walk into my bathroom and stomp around in the tub, but what i really mean is, throughout my day i wish i could carry with me, the sensation of taking a hot bubble bath ( Read more... )

boy you play those blues ( Read more... )

Oh. There are arrows everywhere. All pointing steadfast. Unwavering until I follow. Just seeing them brings me closer. It's amazing.

And so, a new era dawns, with an uncanny sense of comfort and familiarity. And with a peculiar list of similarities that makes one ponder the existence of fate.

And all I've got to say is: "Pass the Goddamned butter."

I try not to, but I'm counting the days 'till I get to live in the mountains again. (Which will be in December... Question for Tara: What day does the program start?) There's really no point to count the days, because I like it here in SF. I really do actually. It's a fantastic place and I'm having a great time. I love my friends, I love my ( Read more... )

For a while now I've wanted to begin writing my own personal reviews of show's that I go and see. Primarily I want to make theatrical reviews, but I don't see why I can't make my own reviews of movies. However, the purpose of this hobbie is to help me to remember these many intangible and irrepeatable experiences, let alone to learn from them ( Read more... )

stockton rocks yo ( Read more... )

take me home, i don't belong here

The following lyrics are to be sung to the tune of "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard ( Read more... )