| iPlanesPlanesPlants |
[Jun. 29th, 2009|06:32 am] |
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast.
Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that.
Inaudible melodies, serve narrational strategies, unobtrusive tones.
help to notice nothing but the zone of visual relevancy.
frame lines tell me what to see, chopping like an axe and maybe
eisenstein should just relax.
slow down, everyone.
i feel like this song only brushes between where i have been tonight, and where the rest of the world i know and have made myself a part of was sleeping.
I'm not even done with tonight yet, and it's the morning. Oh my.
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| iMorning |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|02:46 am] |
18 Ways to Start Your Day
1. West Coast Friendship : Owl City
2. I Adore You : melpo mene
3. Nothing Better : The Postal Service
4. You and I : Ingrid Michaelson
5. Whistle For The Choir : The Fratellis
6. 1234 : Feist
7. Photosynthesis : Frank Turner
8. Monsoon : Jack Johnson
9. City Love : John Mayer
10. Boy With a Coin : Iron & Wine
11. Love Affair : Regina Spektor
12. Victoria : Jukebox the Ghost
13. Let's See It : We Are Scientists
14. Closer to You : Brett Dennen
15. A Mess To Be Made : The Format
16. Les Champs-Élysées : Joe Dassin
17. Butterfly : Jason Mraz
18. Baybuh I Luhv You : Wes Roberts
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| iEpic |
[Apr. 24th, 2009|05:28 am] |
What I'm doing with my time between now and May 4th.
Friday ( April 24 ) : Picking up a waffle for Perry, because we are for real good friends now. Work till 3, meeting up with Rich, Jessica and Bear for smoke out at Rich's house with the dogs.
Saturday ( April 25th ) : Drive down to Augusta. Do things that I would get killed for if my parents knew. Stay the night.
Sunday ( April 26th ) : Drive home. Sleep all day and all night. Somehow manage to write down all directions without being noticed, get a hold of David to confirm plans for Monday. Possibly a place to sleep. TRANSFER PLAYLISTS TO IPOD
Monday ( April 27th ) Wal-Mart excursion before work things to remember are red powerade, cream soda, and trail mix. Maybe more. Off work at 3, interstate directly after that as an attempt to possibly beat the time when there are a lot of cars on the road. End up in MTSU between 6 and 7 depending on stops. No idea what plans David and I have, and I still am unaware what the Mary Helen/him getting back together situation is, so I'm not sure if it's that worth it. See Joe Kennerly and Roni Hoffman before leaving the area. Nick Naoiti if he's in town, and his roommate if he rememebrs me. Hopefully I will have secured a place to crash for the night, so I can sleep there and be on my way in the morning.
Tuesday ( April 28th ) Leave for Searcy at some ridiculous hour like 10 in the morning, hoping for an arrival somewhere before 3 and 5. So a nap may be possible before Jason Mraz. Seeing my dying friend Austin, and my non dying friend Jillian. General excitement before leaving for Little Rock for the actual show. Post-show, speedy return to Harding as to not miss the 12 curfew, and to put my dying friend in his bed to continue dying. Excited doesn't even describe.
Wednesday ( April 29th ) Probably sleep most of the morning, wal-mart excursion with Jillian and/or Austin for enchilada supplies. General happiness ensues. Dinner time, roommates share. I leave for Oklahoma after dinner? Depending on how tired I am. I may leave Thursday morning.
Thursday ( April 30th ) If I have not already, leave for OU. Get there. Stay there.
Friday ( May 1st ) General fun times including blankets, short shorts, movies, tacos, boys with facial hair, and sleeping.
Saturday ( May 2nd ) Soccer game in Tulsa, maybe seeing Janos? Maybe leaving for home from there, but possibly going back to OU for a quick nap.
Sunday ( May 3rd ) If not yet, need to leave early early this day to ensure I am home by Monday for work at 11:30 AM.
Monday ( May 4th ) Die happy.
THINGS TO REMEMBER : ipod, pillow, blanket, hoodie because my car is not very hot, short shorts because my car is not very cold, eye drops, phone charger, Eric's CD, snackage for trip, pan for enchiladas.
THINGS I'M TRYING TO AVOID : Flat tires and falling asleep at the wheel.
WHERE MY MOM THINKS I AM : Currently my family is under the impression I'm helping a friend move all week. So don't fuck that one up for me.
WHAT YOU SHOULD KNOW : I am only reachable this week by means of my cell phone : 404.630.1608. I'm excellent at driving and texting with my new phone, so keep me awake.
FACTS : Between now and May 4th, I will have driven a little over 2,338 miles. My car appreciates it. I'm pumped out of my mind.
 That's all, any questions?
Now it's back to sleep for real, I'm waiting for my brother to go to school so I can sleep in his bed already.
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| iMix |
[Mar. 20th, 2009|03:52 pm] |
Today is the day I'm getting the six CDs I've been meaning to make for people out of the way.
So I'll update with tracklists, if you want one let me know, I might mail you one.
It's 3:55 PM and I'm 1/6 done.
edit : 6:03 PM 2/6 done.
edit : 1:51 AM 4/6 done
( Recovering )
( Boxing )
( Watching )
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| iStomach |
[Feb. 22nd, 2009|03:43 am] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | details in the fabric : jason mraz | ] |
heavy gloww: I actually, sometimes, really, hate tripping.
bloomfilter: why?
heavy gloww: well, there's the whole.
heavy gloww: freeing your mind thing
heavy gloww: but, then what do you do?
heavy gloww: lol
bloomfilter: lol
heavy gloww: I mean, when freeing your mind is no longer exciting, and the only exciting thing at this point is
heavy gloww: cutting open your stomach to feel your intestines?
heavy gloww:: I just didn't really feel like magnifying how not excited I am about, everything.
But that in turn is what I am doing.
Except I'm not cutting out my stomach.
Although I really, really, want to.
It's kind of like the person that cuts to know they can still feel pain?
I want the excitement.
In fact, we could all maybe agree I live for it.
I'm done freeing, I want what's next, and I'm terrified that's it, what will I use for my next thrill?
Until I figure out,
I keep having to tell myself how much I don't want to cut out my stomach.
( dear sober me, you sort of regret this. )
If it's a broken part, replace it
If it’s a broken arm then brace it
If it's a broken heart then face it
are the details in the fabric, are the things that make you panic, are your thoughts results of static cling? are the things that make you blow, hell, no reason, go on and scream. if you're shocked, it's just the fault of faulty manufacturing.
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| iBioterrorist |
[Feb. 1st, 2009|04:24 am] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | blackbird : the beatles | ] |
No. I for real fall in love with everyone.
It's probably some sort of disorder.
I meant to get some cleaning done, but it's 4:14 and I've just texted and watched Burn After Reading with my brother. I never have anything productive to show for my late nights. But I always have such a great night planned out, all full of productive things.
Did you know it's going to be $100 to get my passport renewed? And I have to do it in person? It would only be $75 and I could do it in the mail if it was issued to me after I was 16. I'm nearly 20 now and don't see the fuck why it matters. I also don't work in the post office or passport making office, I don't really know what that place is called.
This morning, I thought I survived a bioterrorist attack. No, really.
I woke up on my couch, super late, and my eyesight wasn't that great. I could only find one of my cats, and no one was really home.
I called my brother, called my sister, texted my mom.
No response.
I called at least, at least twelve of my friends.
No response.
At this point I was a little upset thinking I was in the 1% margin of people who live. Unaffected. That's me.
Then Michael called back.
He told me I wasn't alone.
I had never appreciated those words more than I did that moment.
I can't get this personal statement down, tried tonight, it was on my list of productivity. Didn't get fucking anywhere with that. It's probably the most frustrating thing, especially since I'm applying for a course in cultural studies and creative writing? Speaking of which, I don't know how to tell my mom about it. I told my dad, I even told my dad I wasn't coming home for Christmas. He's so okay with it it's unreal. My mom will not be, she'll flip her shit, I know it. I just know it.
It's 4:30 AM. I thought about pulling an all nighter and going to church.
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[Dec. 18th, 2006|11:03 pm] |
journal is now : friends only. comment to be added?
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