December 2008
34 posts
dear warmth.
eighth notes ticking as i stare out the blurry window pane dampened by sludge, a mixture of moisture and pain and yet it doesn’t feel like winter even with the rosy cheeks, christmas stockings, and snowy streets. it doesn’t feel like winter when there’s no place left to flee, the flights are full, i’m grounded for now, this is my world for the time being, and although it...
November 2008
61 posts
“A ho makes money, and bitches is just bitches!”
– My lovely roommate, when I asked “What’s the difference between a bitch and a ho?”
air.
there’s nowhere to run. i feel suffocated and tied down to a past that is a mere figment of dreams versus reality. i’m finished now. goodnight. i’ll dream up some new ones that will be brighter.
a sticky note i found on my computer.
reasons why lonely people are artists (or is it why artistic people are lonely?):
- too much self-pity and loathing - too much reflection on what every possible scenario of any given situation might be - too much coddling from other people, thus never forcing reality upon themselves - too many vices - too much indecisiveness
this list will soon expand. don’t worry, for i am guilty too.
gunthernet →
Holycrap, Gunther has a new song. “I’m your pussy, pussy, pussy cat”? So amazing. I missed him perform live 3 times last year. I was in LA when he was in Chicago, Atlanta when he was in LA, and Chicago when he was in Atlanta. One day. Sigh.
me me me.
i’m just a lady with too many thoughts in my head given too many words in the english language which allow me to phrase simple sentences in too many ways.
but what i can say flat out is this:
i’m very happy + lucky to be here.
one of the most beautiful songs to ever exist.
Half of what I say is meaningless But I say it just to reach you, Julia Julia, Julia, oceanchild, calls me So I sing a song of love, Julia Julia, seashell eyes, windy smile, calls me So I sing a song of love, Julia Her hair of floating sky is shimmering, glimmering, In the sun Julia, Julia, morning moon, touch me So I sing a song of love, Julia When I cannot sing my heart I can only...
wow.
Ryan Adams is completely out of his gourd, but I shouldn’t be one to talk about being crazy…I find him endearing and a tad sad - not in any derogatory manner, but mostly because he is so open about the human state of fragility and confusion.
to you.
it’s been a couple months since i left that dirty town, never turned around, but it’s always in the back of my mind. the twinkling lights, the limitless canyons, the sprawling traffic, and the steady hum.
i still wonder how you are, and i hope it’s more than okay. i’ll make it right again someday. i think you understand. i hope you do. xoxoxo. congratulations.
Make Custom-Printed Fabric Using Your Own Photos →
via Photojojo. Love this idea…
i thought we were cool because we had a ping pong... →
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Really Google? Do you have to outdo everyone else all the time?
“No medical procedure on earth can cure the exploding pile of diarrhea that is...”
– My old guitar teacher, who I just reconnected with on Facebook. Thanks Mark. I love you too.
“I had this awful dream that you had brain cancer because I read on Wikipedia...”
– The weirdest answer I received across the telephone line today to the statement, “Hello?”
i don't mind.
My eyes go where I say so but not always And not when you walked by And my feet move where I tell them to But not when they are chasing after you And now I just don’t know what I should do I’m twisted all around like some cartoon But I don’t mind no I don’t mind Just stay close by like, all the time ‘Cause either I bleed dry Or keep this thorn in my side But...
“I wake up some mornings hating me too.”
– Our lovely new Chief of Staff, Rahm Emanuel. This guy amuses me to no end. Check out http://rahmfacts.com. They’re true.
behind the scenes of "medicine man" →
The “Behind the Scenes” clip I shot and compiled for the “Medicine Man” video is on PASTE Magazine’s site. I shot the entire thing on my Nikon D90 (non-HD mode) and edited it in iMovie. I’m pretty happy with it since it was my first real attempt at piecing together any type of video footage ever.
Word.
“Fox News reported Wednesday that Palin’s lack of knowledge on some topics...”
– ChicagoTribune.com. I’m speechless.
little darling's got that look inside.
i see regret smeared across the face of a dreamer whose curse is an addiction to lost potential, empty words, mindless faces, as long as it’s the wrongest way - just soft padding for the concrete that the rest of us stand on.
the clouds aren’t so comfortable when they’re filled with rain all day.
sigh. i can’t help you if you can’t help yourself.
xo, just a...
believe.
My Mother and Father immigrated to this country during the Vietnam War so that they could have a better chance and a new beginning. They’ve worked unbelievably hard to get to the modest place our family is at today and to support me throughout my wild notions.
Not once did they ever tell me I couldn’t do something. When I’ve said, “I want to be a musician,” they put...
“Never trust a heart that is so bent it can’t break.”
– Conor Oberst in “Classic Cars.” Cassadaga is such a good album. 