August 31, 2002
7:19 PM ()
oh yeah...
well, fuck, school starts on tuesday.
this blows.August 30, 2002
11:10 AM ()
the eclectic ballad of nobody
jerrycan, or at least one of their managers sent me two of their cd's today, i finally got them in the mail. man, this is awesome. i'm happy about this. it's made my day. i wonder what i'm doing today anyway. my cousin alan's here, etc. everyone's relaxing, catching up on sleep, hopefully enjoying themselves. there's this big family get together on sunday when i get off work or something, should be interesting. my family rarely gets together, well, everyone included... our family members are just too lazy i think.
heather woke me up this morning. grr. i recieved a rather emotional e-mail from cliff, i hope he's alright.
i wish i could call him, mind you, i probably could. but i don't know which house he's at, and it now costs me money to make long distance calls and stuff, i'm angry about this. my mom got rid of the plan in order to have her digital cable... i hate this digital cable, there's too many damn channels and it makes me feel like i'm watching tv on a big computer (mind you, i am, aren't i?). the only channels i like are the movie channels. i'm rarely upstairs watching that tv anyways though, eww. get rid of it.
"I'm out of tears." August 28, 2002
2:09 PM ()
do what i want, 'cause i can.
last night i had a rather strange dream, the hives were in it, and so was deville, and a bunch of other bands. i think there was this huge concert where my old school was, it was the exact same field, the same school, but things were a little bit different. and i think i was really, really small. not as in age wise, but size. i remember some dude picking me up and throwing me around, as if i were a little kid, but... you know, i might have been a little kid in my dream. i'm not sure. but i remember the lead singer from the hives chasing me around with a water gun, and then him playing "hate to say i told you so" on stage and for some reason i was completely amazed with everything that was happening... and i think i was on someone's shoulders. hah. oh my, oh well.
anyway, i think i'm going to start using this more often again. maybe. it all depends. remember this. if anyone's looking for the messageboard, click on cliff's feet up there in the right hand corner at the top. the messageboard's up there.
i miss scott... still.
i think i said that last time. oh well, i still do.
i wonder if people still come to this page anymore seeing as i kind of stopped updating. August 26, 2002
9:56 PM ()
just fade away.
so, i finally finished the new layout. it's shitty, but i don't really give a rats arse right now. my cousin alan's coming down soon, on thursday. i can't wait. he's so much fun. he's been traveling the world for the past two years, he called us from california tonight... and he has the best sean connery impersonation voice ever and confused the hell out of me by talking like him when i answered the phone. what a brat.
i miss scott.
heh, and i need to clean my room.
i really don't want to work tomorrow. i'm much too sick to work, plus i kind of want to have some time to myself and then maybe go out tomorrow night. i work way too much, which is fine, but sometimes i like to have a little time off. like everyone else. school starts on the third, i'm not looking forward to this at all.
5:02 PM ()
buh.
nothing too great has happened lately, but i'm trying to make a new layout. August 15, 2002
10:10 AM ()
coldness blows.
The past few days have been kind of interesting, but see, I'm sick, so the interestingness of those past few days doesn't matter right now, it's all about feeling sorry for me, sending me soup and "get well soon" cards, right? Oh yeah, and buy me a car.
A big FUCK YOU goes to PMS and everything that comes with that. I'm tired. I work at 2:00 this afternoon until 10:00... It's 10:09 am right now... or whatever. I want to go back to sleep. I smell shrimp... I want a cigarette but then again I don't. They're making me sick as of late, smoked too much I guess. Guh.
Yuck. I hate being sick. August 06, 2002
9:22 AM ()
new poem.
I just wrote this, about 20 minutes ago. I was sitting in the garage, thinking about the shitty weather, and I started to relate two things to one another...
You Are My Mother Nature.
Mother Nature clouds her skies,
she's trying to tell us something
for we can never hear her cries.
She tries to clean the world.
My Mother used to be the one
who would wipe away my tears
and she would always keep the fun
through my childhood years.
But now she's silently crying
as though something might be missing.
To clean our world, she's trying,
but dust she's always kissing.
Mother Nature clouds her skies
with none of us respecting
the ground in which she lies,
where flowers she's expecting.August 05, 2002
12:47 PM ()
so, don't say "these currents are still killing me".
It's warm outside, guys. It's really happenin'. It's not snowing, it's not raining, and I don't have to wear a winter jacket outside anymore. Well, I will in a couple of months, unless mother nature wants to be a fucking bitch again.
- Heather's sleeping in my room, she was supposed to call her parents at 12. It's almost 1. Oh well, she'll be fine. I have to work in a few hours.
Here's some girly shit for ya: I'm pissed off at my hair. It's frizzy, and I don't have anything for it. Well, I'll figure something out. But I'm angry right now about this.
9:51 AM ()
update
simplewritings, fotography, links and contact have been... REFURNISHED!
August 04, 2002
11:21 PM ()
it's pretty: driving at night in the rain.
First, I shall recommend you go see Logan's new site: fairy-unknown.net! Very cool stuff happening there. She's such an awesome girl.
- As you may have noticed I'm changing some things, I'm not changing a lot. I'm actually going to make things a little neater, everything will be with a red background by some point of course. I haven't listened The Posies in such a long time... this is nice.
- I drove home alone from Calgary tonight, it was very soothing. I'm quite content right now, and I don't have to work until later on in the day tomorrow. I have such a writers block. I hope to be writing here more often though, I apologize for the lack of updates (again) and I'm working on it.
It's still cold here. August 02, 2002
5:31 PM ()
it's fucking snowing outside.
i'm mad about this.
nothing's new. i dyed my hair. i guess that's kinda new.
Bye.
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