Then again, fuck that......"come on die young" is a little too slow for the library. "rock action" by mogwai......now there's a true album in glory......it's a glorious album filled with fictional heartbreak...the kind of music you know would sound perfect to walk away from the girl that just dumped you....it's uplifting.....but you know at the same time it's shitty sad.
yeah the album looks like an "our lady peace" album cover. I think they tried to hard to make this look creative. Too much overlapping of Salvation Army household items.
Yeah this is gonna have to be a lame three sentence, new paragraph kind of blog spot. I don't really have much to say. To be honest, i'm sore as hell. Gavin and I played this rope game last night, kind of like a trapeze roap with the bar you hold onto. Well, there's this tee on a really steep hill, and to the right of the tree is a railing. So the point of the game, is to get a running start headed for the railing.....land both feet on the railing...walk up the inclined railing while wrapping the rope around the tree higher and higher as you go up....then placing your right foot on the bark of the tree...and shifting all your weight to the left side while pushing off the railing and lansing both feet parallel on the tree...so in a sense your using momentum and the rope wraping around the tree to climb sideways up the tree.....well...after about 5 seconds of doing this....centrifugal force..which is drawing the body away from the center of roatation.....meaning that after five second of standing sideways on a tree....your body eventually automatically moves the opposite direction with greater momentum.......hence the appearance of walking all the way around a tree then swining back around the tree and landing in time so you don't land smack dead center into the side of the tree. I know it makes no sense.....go to Raft Hill Co opt. someday and I'll show you how to do it. Gavin is the master at it, but I think I caught on quickly.
Another thing....no one ever leaves comments.....someone did a long time ago on my second post saying "YOU shouldn't have left!!!" but I have no idea what that means and who wrote that. god i feel like shit today....riding bikes and climbing up trees really stresses your back muscles...which are non existant for me hence why it hurts to even put a shirt on.
So I gotta work till' 8, go to Kresge and glaze, then somehow get home in time to have a good nights rest.
I still have to say, Elliott Smith's song "pretty mary k" the Japanese Bonus Track on Figure 8, not the original version.....is by far the best song ever for today....and tomorrow...and tonight...........i listen to that song on my laptop everytime before bed. My laptop has a special pillow it sits upon right next to my head. http://www.sweetadeline.net/ might as well post the website.
Once again I must re state Casey's site right now.....This guy is amazing at illustrating. A true fudging inspiration. I will learn your secrets and find a way to decrease the price of paint forever!!!!! http://fiendfolio.blogspot.com/ is the name of the website, and art store humor is now the new name of the game. check out the new comic strip he's starting about all us stupid kids at Kresge who love to find the cheapest means possible or creating art, or either have no idea what we're looking for. Casey you better do a comic strip about me buying the same shit every day. DO A TRIBUTE TO THE BEARDED MEN CASEY!!!!!!!! DO IT!
beards are a magical gift given to magical hair growers like myself. I love my beard, I play with it, I shampoo it once a week, and if it's been cooperative i'll give it a little conditioner at the end of a shower. I comb it, I grab it, and I try to make a mohawk out of it when i'm by myself. I can't wait until the day I can put a little pink ribbon in it.
Song of the moment, let's sing it together Elliott..
"someone found the future as a statue in a fountain at
attention looking backward in a pool of water wishes with
a blue songbird on his shoulder who keeps singing over everything
everything means nothing to me
everything means nothing to me
everything means nothing to me
i picked up the song and found my picture in the paper the
reflection in the water showed an iron man still trying to
salute people from a time when he was everything he’s supposed to be
everything means nothing to me
everything means nothing to me
everything means nothing to me
everything means nothing to me"
oh YES now it's on to little sparrow's with my friend Devendra.....I haven't been littering my friend....arn't you proud of your beard growing friend. Ohh thanks Devendra, you always give me hope that my hair will grow to enormous lengths.
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