only one of us can ride forever
so you and I can't ride together
can't live or can't die together
all we can do is collide together
so i skillfully apply the pressure
won't stop til i'm forever
one.

three banks this month alone.
sly devil, he knows it's wrong, i tell him
everyday after work, his pockets heavy with bills
and I just pocket the change.

"you're gonna get it one day!" I say, and
he hands me a 20 to clam-up for another
couple hours. he's a crook and a cheat.

it wasn't until summer, those bright
lights and sirens whizzing past the corner
on main street. "I guess he's done it now,"
I muttered. I walked down to the grocer to
get some beer with the 5 he'd given me the
other day. the police say he had no
accomplices, and why should he. he got it all
figured out.

see you in a couple years buddy,
I always was the righteous one.

So, today is the day i move into my new apartment.

work alot. drink alot. write alot.
i must be an idiot for thinking
that i could ever do any of those well.
i'd settle for just one.
maybe i should give up working,
practice makes perfect they say
and i don't have time for all three.
i guess we all gotta choose our path sometime.
my choice is not too.
i got a six pack of beer and
and bottle of rum in the freezer.
drink til i'm drunk, write til i'm asleep.
then maybe i'll drink some more.
it's times like these, when your vision
starts to shake.
drink alot. write alot. drink alot.
yeah, i must be an idiot...

the mice started to scatter as i
strolled through the grass past
the old baseball field.
she lowered her head and spoke,
"what's the point in being alive?"
so soft and sad.
i raised her chin up and said,
"if you knew, would you hold onto it?"
another day. another dream.
winter started to thaw, i sat
staring at a television set through
my neighbor's cloudy window.
she sat in the cornfield, drifting.
a smile like spring, waiting.
she lifted her head to mine
and i smiled back, looking
into her eyes
like sunflowers.

so i guess i'm 20 as of today. i dunno how i feel about that....

mmm so i'm finally gonna have some money, thanks to my new position at Famous Dave's Barbeque haha. might pick up a couple days a week at starbucks as well, then maybe i can do some good shopping and party it up. can't wait for this summer though! Las Vegas, Los Angeles, Disneyland, and Roswell NM. hopefully, i can get some good ink in all those places. just driving around the middle of nowhere outside the city is fun as well, the stars look alot nicer out there in the desert....

Livejournal sucks. i want a cookie.

Whiteout 3 was perhaps better than whiteout 2. the parts i remember, i enjoyed. and the parts i don't remember, well i'm sure i enjoyed those more.

let's goto outer space. and live among the clouds of dust. lost among the stars

wow so last night, had to have been one of the hardest rolls i have had in a long ass time. amazing. the universe stood still just so i could Feel. i had forgottn how fucked up the music and the lights make you, i havent been on the recieving end of a rolled lighshow in a long time. can't wait for whteout guys <3 yay

my backpack's got jets
i'm Boba, the Fett
i bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
to finance, my vette
.wicky wicky wicky.

Pitch black devils
         Dance for me
and my dreams
         of Oblivion
for i hold the ultimate
    lust
      of Evil.

aye me sad hours seem long

after a 7 month hiatus, i have decided to use livejournal again. i guess there isnt even much to say about the last several months...here i stand again single an jobless. only now i'm dreamless and heartless as well, but that isn't much of a change so forget it. i'll post more later. for now i'm going to try ang et some livejournal friends....

maybe music isn't dead, maybe we just forgot what it fucking sounded like. so i just noticed that basically most of my blog entries are about either shows, or raves. which, is kinda lame, but hey. i guess i have nothing else to really say, so umm, party last night, wasn't bad, a big smaller than i had anticipated, but it was announced, that washington hall was Purchased. this promoter dude fucking bought the whole thing...so ya. it's opening back up. sick.

sooo fuck, i haven't updated in a long time. but shit, nobody reads anyway. sooo i dunno, all i've done recently is the same thing i always do. work, shows, parties, etc. i guess i have no motivation so rant or rave or say much on a blog so fuck it.

weekend wasn't bad. Senses Fail, Silverstein, and The Bled on friday, let me tell you that was fucking sick. i got to go see Dieselboy that night too, and he's fuckin off the hook, i gotta pick up his new album. that was a pretty good party too, i think jungle parties are more fun than all this shit with primarily trance and happy hardcore and all that shit. so much darker, so much more fun. i didn't do anything last night eve though i wanted to. One day i really need to hit up Lila's on saturday, soon. and today is going to suck too. suck hard.

whoa, so i got the new hilary cd today, not bad, i like most of it. different than the first though. oh ya, the good life show on friday was fucking tight. tim kasher is the man! and friday, Senses Fail, The Bled, and Silverstein! how can you wrong with such a superb lineup. anyways...nothing to report i think...just lots and lots of work, man waking up at 5 am is shitty, but hell, a paycheck is a paycheck. we'll see where that goes.