February 2010
27 posts
+weeeeeeaaaaaak+
took my imac in to see if my homies could fix the problem where it would shut off after 10 minutes. voilà! they vacummed out all of the dust that collected over the last 4 years and fixed it. although, now the internal mic doesn’t work, so i can’t record anything. this doesn’t feel like a win:’-(
oh well,
+bcc+
January 2010
28 posts
today my job got the best out of me. so worn out that i am at home watching a television show called “super manny”, instead of going to see my friend emilie’s band. i have no soul, or heartbeat. although i almost feel what i fear is love.
xox,
+bcc+
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badical.
spyisland:
Our good friend XTONYX WALLACE made this video for Vegan Witch Wars. Like the song, the video deals with broken pacts, glitchy memories and “looking back.” It’s awesome!! I have no idea how you make something like this!
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+the soft pack/parasites(live in pdx)+
we got to catch a free in store earlier today with the soft pack (formerly the muslims)!
so rad, they shredded and i won free tickets to see them with Phoenix tonight!
i am glad i left the house today.
this was recorded with an iphone camera(maybe that explains the video quality, yikes)
xox,
+bcc+
+i lied+
so it is.
+i guess i'm over this+
ok, well, i’ve realized i really have no need for a blog anymore. five people read it and i’ve got all your emails and phone numbers. there is some sort of exhibition type of feeling i get saying the things i say here publicly. i think i’m tired of trying to find something to fill the void of not being able to fall in love. this site being one of those things, i almost feel...
+i don't care+
i don’t care - gonna fuck you anyways don’t care - your boyfriends here anyways don’t care - is that a tampon on anyways don’t care - well your gross anyways i don’t x2 (haha you’re ugly) i don’t care - well your messed up anyways don’t care - your a doggy anyways don’t care - you got a dull place anyways don’t care - well you look like...
+sometimes i find stability in others+
dreaming…
+margarita/stout+
walking past the food carts yesterday after i ate lunch. my jaw popped really loud(which has been a recent repeating pain). i asked my party if they heard the loud sound i heard, right as a dude with dreads pops out of the bbq cart and starts walking in front of us. my said party responded… “heard what?”. I said “my jaw”.
out of nowhere, the dreaded dude turns back...
as i was walking home from the bar, i realized that i’m just as good at smoking cigarettes switch-stance as i am regular handed.
where the fuck do i go from here?
tonight when i got home, i almost declared… “i’m high on life!”… then i realized i was… “high on drugs.”
+three days in+
does every film involve one character in love with another while the other is interested in someone else? i feel like i can’t escape this dark theme lately and i’ve still never felt it. consuming can be so overwhelming, i love films set in france. i wish i loved cats.
+i scratched my glasses+
seeing can be worthless, when all you care about is feeling. my feelings are like re-runs of a shitty show like ‘friends’ or ‘the brady bunch’. uncool, scripted and full of stale ideas. like when you wear a pair of nikes at a party of hipster tom’s slip on wearing tight jean blast beat hearing peeps
and you wish you chose the street cred slip on instead. “fuck,...