Monday, July 31, 2006

Headaches and nailbiters

How much can I confide after walking 2 miles?
I can hardly catch my breath, my thoughts are far behind.
My head feels heavy, I don't know if I have too many thoughts in it or too much alcohol.
Alcohol is as bad as credit cards.
Listen to your grandparents.. not the alcoholic ones.. and leave it alone.
My side is killing me and my heels hurt.
The last day of July... meaningless of course.
I'll most likely sleep the day away since it's almost dawn now anyway.
Do pleasures just lead us away from what is truly righteous?
Is righteousness not true pleasure?
Goodnight, and hopefully not goodbye.

Sunday, July 30, 2006

More later

Here I am where the sun can't reach me.
2PM and it still feels like the morning.
I hear whispers from the shower, all indiscernible hisses.
Losing day, but looking forward to night.
Hard to believe it's almost August.
I need a reason to dress nice again.
Tragic Kingdom was/is a great CD.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Take your cold, cold heart and drown...

..and don't forget to take deep breaths. +TAI

I'm glad I can still be amused as easily as when I was younger.
Give me a friend and some nintendo games and I'm good to go.
Last night we took a trip to the pretzel factory, one that was long overdue. It was pretty awesome, hanging out in the city while it was lightning like crazy and eating pretzels.
However, my plans to stay up all night never seem to work.
I've got a busy few weeks coming up, but they're going to be fun.
I'm well on my way to the best summer ever.
And I'm only about one step away from actually being paid to be unemployed.
I feel like a big bum in a way, but technically it is my money, and I have been working basically since I graduated high school. I feel like having a break. I'm enjoying myself for a while.
()()>

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Blood on blood

Afternoon is the new morning.
My reflection is different but I'm still the same.
My story can be printed on recycled paper.

Last night was drinking and fun in ocean city.
Apparantly to get on the rides for free, all you have to do is ask.
We got on the log flume, house of mirrors, bumper cars, and (dave and travis) on the spinning bears.
It was great. Throw in some bubble hockey and underage girls and you've got our evening.
Apparantly it just takes a dollar in quarters for guys to prove they're tough.
On the way out of oc we stopped at the park and hung out on the play ground for a while.
Somehow, we managed to elude the police the whole night.

I don't think ghosts are actually physical apparitions, but the manifestation of our own regrets that haunt us until we can make peace with them.
Unfortunately it's not that easy to do.

I've got some calls to make.
Anyone know of any job openings?

Monday, July 24, 2006

Mind over (you don't) matter

back from va.
good times, lots of walking.
quite a few scrapes and cuts from cement and trees.
campfire conversations and nights slept under the stars (or the rain.)

sometimes it's hard not to blur the lines between dreams and reality.
i ran (away) 3 miles today.
why did i start running in the summertime?

coconut rum and coke is a great drink.
gotta pace myself with them, though.

you're nothing more than a pickpocket.
what you stole wasn't for you, i was saving it for someone special.
just a thief in sheep's clothing.
a con artist.
stockpiling matches to burn all those bridges.
hurry, before gas goes up again.
you're yesterday's news and today's refuse.
dm.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Your Guts (I Hate 'Em)

So I've been silent for a few days, but not idle.
I went to see Reel Big Fish and MxPx on Friday and Sunday. The fish put on their usual amazing performance and MxPx was quite good as well.
The past two days were just spent relaxing a little bit, staying out of the 100+ degree heat.
Tomorrow I leave for Virginia for 5 days. We'll be living it up at water parks and historical tours.

Of course I can't go without mentioning the reclaimation of our trio, the three of us back together again, getting wasted and acting stupid like old times. We were on a bumpy road for a while, but we're heading back in the right direction.

Don't come lookin' for me cuz I'm up in the treehouse
Can't you read the sign? It say "no girls allowed"
dm.

See you next week.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Everyone here hates everyone here..

for doing the same thing that they do. -ltj

I think it's time to let it go.
Leave it alone.
Take your own advice and keep it to yourself.
I know being a hypocrite is in these days, but go against the grain for once.
So talk all the shit you want, but don't let me hear it.
And I'll do the same.
Pretend I don't exist.
And I'll do the same for you.
The world's better off that way.
I don't need this daily petty drama.
Just let these sleeping dogs lie.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Someone needs to give you a busted lip...

..to match the rest of your face. dm.

Just so you know: anorexics are sad, not sexy.
But, please skip another meal so the other side of your face caves in.
And if you think the metal in your mouth is the only thing stopping your supermodel career, I'd think again.
Unless, of course, you're aspiring to be the "Before" picture for a rhinoplasty clinic.
If so, good luck with that, you'll do very well.

Monday, July 10, 2006

You wouldn't know a good thing...

...if it came up and slit your throat.

I'm surprised you can walk upright after laying down for everyone.
I had that dream again where you're tied to the train tracks.
I got there just in time to pull up a seat and watch the gates come down.
Hoping sweet dreams come true.
I never knew the real meaning of 'good riddance' before now.

Oh, and we're giving David Copperfield the challenge.. I mean, he can make the Statue of Liberty disappear, but this one might be tricky.
Ha.. tricky.

It should be a good week.. no work to worry about.
Casinos will be one night, although I don't plan on spending much... who does?
Tuesday is the Early November show and their CD release- buy it, it's great!
Wednesday is anniversary dinner at the best Italian joint around.
Friday is Reel Big Fish and MxPx!!
Saturday is dinner with the grandmother and sister.
Sunday is Trip Kings at the Troc- buy tickets, they're only 10 bucks!!
Looking forward to a good week, but I've got some work to do in between all the festivities. Finding a new job for one thing. But unemployment sounds nice for a while.
I'm so tired, I'm going to bed right now.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Music from the window

Quiet, lazy afternoon.
Stewing in my thoughts.
The irony in insincere apologies.
A means to an end.
I know you're not supposed to wish time away or you'll end up wishing your life away, but just this once it might be worth it.
Why am I still inside?
I've been awake for 4 hours and my phone battery is almost dead.
I've come to embrace the delete key.
Erasing from online.
Erasing from my phone book.
Erasing from my life.
Dreaming of fall.
Changing leaves.
Changing lives.
Your (sex) life of crime.
I'll have more free time now.
Maybe I'll read a few more books.
"This story's getting old. The homewrecker with a heart of gold."
Any time now- it'll be back like a boomerang.
Let's get on with it.

Friday, July 07, 2006

No more bets

You're just like the A.C. games.
Drawing people in until they realize there's no real payoff.
Always open and inviting until they've lost it all.
The house always wins.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Stop burning bridges..

"...And drive off of them (please) so I can forget about you."

-----> <3
New song.... thanks for the inspiration.

Close the curtain on this confessional
and slit your wrists
Cause hell's too good for you.
And don't pretend it's unintentional
You had the itch
Let me scratch it 'til you bleed the way I do.

I hope you feel like martyr
As I squeeze a bit harder
Around your throat.
I'll push you to the edge now
A little farther
And down you'll go.

I listened to you say it like you mean it
Now you can hear me say it like I hate you.
All those words I had to force out
They just meant I wanted you to lay down.
And you can listen to me laugh
When the shards from your broken glass heart
Puncture and tear your lungs
Until you can't utter another fucking lie.
----->XO

"Cause you're beautiful just not on the inside.. light comes from within, those beaming eyes don't seem so bright." ~ Saves the Day

Maybe it's not a cheerful intro, but it's gloomy outside, so it's fitting. I feel like I haven't been on here in a while. Been having too much fun away from the computer I guess. That's not a bad thing. My day off for the 4th of July was awesome. The night before we went out to celebrate my buddy Danielle's birthday at Applebee's. Maureen got to come for a while and drink with us. Then she spent the night and we slept in before going to my Dad's for swimming and BBQ food. We were drinking Mike's Hard frozen Lemonade, so we had to stay until I could see straight again. Then, I got to play some poker later on with the guys. I'm about to do that right now actually, but with a bigger group of guys at the bowling alley.

Go see Superman Returns! It's good.

dm.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

The internet is the new bathroom wall...

and away messages are the new graffiti. dm.

Feel free to set yourself up for the fall.
Like a standing domino just waiting to be tipped.
With all that hot air, it won't be long before that house of cards gets blown down.
The charges are set, just make sure to clear the area before you trigger the implosion.
Just know I'll be watching from the grandstand.
Like a race fan just waiting for the inevitable crash.

Sleep tight. Keep one eye open.