longboarding is fun!

holy cow is it ever.

Also hey im playing FFTA2 right now and its pretty cool. hard mode didnt seem so bad but its pretty friggin hard now. anyways, seeya!

hey guys guess what I wrote a song

yeah

also work is alright.
and

err

yes here we are.

L

Love is in the world today.
Smiles and happy and PEOPLE!
You and you and him and her and I'm leaving, I feel like June in
school. In grade 12. How do people keep up with all this? The love, I
mean. I fell in love with so many people lately. And I've been away.
Away from the people I loved before. And it wasnt so bad! I love them
still and I loved new people too. I remember something I admired about
Mark. Wherever he went,he would randomly run into people with whom he
was friends with. When I was younger and I saw this, I thought so much
of him. You've met so many people, and they love you! Now wherever you
go you will likely encounter someone you love. What an amazing
feeling. I wanted that. Now I'm closer than I was 8 months ago. I love
you. You know who you are.

J

The book "free culture" by Lawrence lessig has sort of obsessed me. As
long as I read a book this inspiring every now and then, I will have
at least three times as much inspiration neccecary to devote my life
to political thoughts.

Dear Emily Haines,

You know, sometimes I like you and sometimes I dont. and for some reason I think its better that way.

Anyway, thank you for the songs I love.

J

J

I'm playing a big concert tomorrow. Err, today. You know what I mean.
I had a good day. I feel so lucky. I'm playing trumpet mostly. Singing
too. Man I feel so good its distracting right now. No matter what it
looks like, I am a man who is profoundly overwhelmed with reasons to
find his life so meaningful and beautiful and full of love that it
makes me insane.

Wish me luck at the concert! 200+ people, possibly! See ya!

C

Its like the last third of a good porno

Never seen.

Its like the compliments I fish for

Never heard

Its like meeting someone you remember you loved years ago

Never felt

Prioritizing is hard for me. I follow whatever fleeting source of intrest hits my head. I live organically like that. Some problems with this... Certian things intrest me more than others. The Internet. Gaming. (shudder) WoW. Zoning out to music. Playing Music. Watching Tv Series on my computer.

Now, compare those to some things which rarely catch my intrest:

Keeping track of names, dates, deadlines, tasks that need to be done etc.

And even when I DO remember them, I procrastinate. Right now I should be cleaning the kitchen and baking bread and cleaning the bathroom and doing laundry and practicing my songs and writing people letters and sleeping. Im not doing any of those!

Hmm.. Be right back.


alright its an hour later now.

I cleaned the bathroom and the kicthen and took care of the recycling. Still a ton of shit in my life to keep track of... but its a start.
I FEEL BETTER!

ahhaha alright. seeya.

"Just at thought

If he realy did have powers... couldnt he do something more useful with them? I would like to see him make nuclear waste disappear, i mean if i had those powers, i would seriously run around in tights being a super hero, well.. not realy, i would just never have to take out the garbage agian, or use stairs, but back to my point, if he was real, i think he would be doing more important things. 69.153.137.77 21:15, 5 June 2007 (UTC)"

-taken from the Talk:wikipedia article on Criss Angel.

LMAO

Hello!

Ironic?

when more stuff worth writing about happens in my life, i find myself to busy to write here. When I have time to write, I find myself dwelling on emperically exciting things. Result: the me you get from this blog is not quite the same as me, the me. ah well.

GOT A JOB

might get another on monday.

alright, seeya!

G.

G.

I see beauty in...

A middle aged man, "working class" clothes; simple, plain, a little
dirty, functional. He is sitting sprawled in a seat, hands folded over
his lap. He has a cardboard box sitting on the ground between his
legs, and a handlebar mustache. My instinct when I see this: words like

Simple

Earnest

Uncomplicated

Peace.

I see beauty in...

A girl. She sits hunched over a notebook, writing with a focused mind.
Her hair, not quite shoulder legnth, falls down from her head over her
face as she writes. She stops, looks around inquisitively, puts the
book away and starts people-watching. She is niether eye-catchingly
pretty or ugly. She just sits there, unnoticed. What is she thinking
about? I look at her face and body language and create a personality
for her. She is no longer herself, she is a construct of my mind now.
It falls, I step back. I dont want that. I just want to observe and be
curious. She's writing again. She is beautiful. And by that I mean the
Potential in her at this stage to be anything is beautiful.

Im at band practice right now. seems like a good day, im seeing Mother Mother play tonight, and im sleeping in a strange place. good times! my new house is coming together, and im gettin a job REAL soon. yep. i dont feel quite settled in yet, but i am getting there. ITS GOOD TO BE BACK!

F
Your friends are better than your idols!
Idolize your friends!

I

She hugged me hard. Harder than I expected, and as hard as she should
have. A smile, sincerety, the kind of disjointed, flawed, and yet
earnest speech a québécois still learning english would sound like if
she felt love strongly and wanted to just get it out. Then, she turns
and walks away. I'm looking at her, will she turn her head my way as
she walks away. Thank you for your friendship, I love you. You taught
me to care for a woman without the fear and insecurity which comes
with wanting more than friendship. Thank you.

Y

Y

I walked down, and saw a wide stream. I sat on a rock right next to
the water. I looked around for a while, just sort of reflecting and
taking it all in. Explosions In The Sky were playing. Its not as
bittersweet as I thought; I love you and yet when I experience beauty
alone, it is not poisoned. Maybe I'm getting better at experiencing
things.

Im in the last part

Its ending

The time

the time up until now, the last week or so, was filled with love and skin and intense things like that. Almost too much to handle. Anyway, im all over the place, in love. I guess I got what I wanted from Katimavik... But only at the very end. Arcadia is amazing, my whole world here is infectious. I want to do so many happy and awesome things when I get back. Ive got the place! its finalized. alright. Spose Ill seeya.

I am at an art gallery called "whitespace". A man by the name of Dan
has his paintings here. He took all the photos of his friends (mostly
taken from facebook) and painted them portrait-style in black and
white. Then he painted simple lines and symbols on their faces, in
colour. I dont know how words are going to work here... Basically its
really cool. I am going to miss sault ste marie... Amazing people,
amazing local art and music and everything.

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thats how im feeling.

D

I like smelly smart people

Wait. Thats not what I meant.
I think I'm trying to say that I like people who are warm and friendly
to anyone, and never mocking or cruel. I like when people dont take
fashion too seriously. I like when someone looks strange and
unassuming and not typically beautiful. They can even smell funny. I
like this because these people tend to be kind, curious, funny,
comfortable with themselves, and non-judgemental.

Yeah.

I'm hungry, hungover
You're an angel
I'm comin' over
But please don't laugh, don't say that it's okay
You're a plane crash
Blister, fever
You're a liar, a believer
But please don't laugh, don't say that it's okay

I cut your name from your mother's heart
I won't be late and i won't be caught
I try not to be someone to love
Didn't mean to bleed, but it's so damn tough
I played your heart, but i broke two strings
Jesus christ you're a lovely thing

Please remember to regret it
Don't be sorry, just forget it
And please don't laugh if i can't say your name
You're a plane crash with a pipedream
Ruby tuesday with a broke wing
And please don't cry
Like buildings in america

I cut your name from your mother's heart
I won't be late and i won't be caught
I try not to be someone to love
Didn't mean to bleed but it's so damn tough
I played your heart but i broke two strings
Jesus christ you're a lovely thing

I messed it up
I blew a kiss
And caught your breath
To see you ?

I cut your name from your mother's heart
I won't be late and i won't be caught
I'll try not to be someone to love
I didn't mean to bleed. it's so damn tough
I played your heart but i broke two strings
Jesus christ you're a lovely thing
Jesus christ you're a lovely thing

1 Mango
2 Bananas
A handful of grapes
1 cup milk
1 cup peach-flavoured yogurt
I square semi-sweet baker's chocolate
2 tbsp Sugar

My Smoothie concoction today. Its pretty good! I love experimenting with food. Smoothies are PERFECT for just throwing shit together and trying stuff out.

You are a lightning bolt. an explosion. I have no idea what to think of you. I cant predict you. I dont "get" you. sometimes, i am in shock at how well you read me. Other times, you are off. I think Im the same way at reading you. you turn me on. sexually. You turn me on in a lot of other ways too. I want to play coy with you. I want to hide a bit and tease you for once. I want to play your fucking game. I want to be bad. I dont feel safe around you, and I like it. I dont fucking know. Just let me keep seeing you. you know you want me.

When someone wants to show you something, like a picture or a song or a story or poem or whatever, and you KNOW it matters a lot to them, its such a wierd feeling when you consume it. How does that person love for it affect how YOU see it? They are soo anxious and vulnerable, bringing forth something they care about, wanting you to care about it too, and deathly scared of the world in your head and how it will react to something in the world of that person's head. anyway, cool stuff.

Blargh

Sit back and let shit happen

Worry Less

If you like where its going, go with the flow.

Give in

let go

Think Less

Therefore Worry less.

Relax.

Thank you for giving me the chance to try out these new things.

I
the girl next to me at the airport was reading a book. I knew her life
was a story I wasnt in a position to learn about, so I just wrote down
the name of the book. I'm becoming better at seeing how everything and
everyone around me is beautiful and inspiring and complex.