December 2009
13 posts
is it “beet red” like as in “holy shit look at this fucking beet i pulled outta the ground… its purple… but kinda like red… RED MUTHA FUCKIN BEET YA’LL. COME CHECK THIS SHIT OUT”
or is it “beat red” as in “COME HERE YOU MOTHER FUCKER I’M GOING TO BEAT YOU UNTIL YOU’RE RED AS A FUCKING BEET”
i need to do less...
Also...
as silly as i seem to find religion… it really isn’t all that silly. worshiping a man, or an object or an animal is very silly to me, but the teachings that go along with that are not as silly as you may think.
as long as you’re living a good life, and doing your best to be productive, then you’re not wrong.
people get caught up in whats right and what’s...
i need a trip
i need a fix
i need an out
i need an in
i need a yes
i need no more no’s
i feel like theres been a lot i’ve been kinda saving up to dump in this blog, but i really don’t care enough at the moment.
time to go back to drinking.
plans: Ireland/european backpacking extravaganza. start recording. get out of michigan. open my third eye.
November 2009
16 posts
Sometimes i find myself not sleeping purely to have control of something in my life. Or maybe it’s cause once i start a book i have a hard time putting it down. Perhaps it’s what and who that are running through my brain at full speed thats sundering my slumber.
Mosy likely yes.
Some people want to know what i’m thinking when i’m thinking it. But it’s best just to...
“i think there is going to he illegal contact on tue tight end”
I love watching football for the reason that i’m always the one who doesn’t take it seriously enough to laugh at this kinda shit
Currently picking out every quote from Palahniuk’s “survivor” that bleeds amazing, and hiding them all over town.
Also my ears are still ringing. Soo much bass last night. Sooo much bass
“You’re a different human being to everybody you meet.”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via fuckyeahpalahniuk) (via polishkatiee) (via ohjoh)
mini.... expanded
the more i tell myself i’m a lonely guy, the more i see i’m full of shit.
tonight, i realized that some of the friends i have really leave me not lacking.
a combination of last night and tonight has really caused my self confidence to build itself back up at a much quicker pace than usual. totally downski.
the fact that i know someone so god damn well that i can say a few words to...
Is...
… A DJ a musician?
i mean if you say yes to that, then is a composer, at the time of composition a musician?
if you say no, then what makes a musician a musician?
do they have to be playing a musical instrument to be a musician?
is a MIDI controller with pre programmed loops and samples an instrument?
these things are what keep me up at night and occupied at work.
It's not like...
…i choose which ghosts are going to be haunting me
…i really care about business ethics in the 21st century
…i really like white Zinfandel
…i really want to do anything important besides make the people around me happy.
…theres much better than cuddling for much much too long
…someone’s past should be the deciding factor in their future
…the...
also...
how hard is it to find a girl who can keep up with you when it comes to smoking chronic.
i mean it’s known in my circle of friends (and beyond) that i only smoke the best of the best and that anything else isn’t really worth my time or brain cells… it’s just known. and people who show me up demand my respect… and they deserve it.
to this day there has only been...
i just ranted for a good 35 mins about my job.
i love the work i do, i hate the people i do my work with.
food is an art… but sometimes the people who make the food are not artists.
all i’m saying is that lately i’ve been slightly lost and severly confused.
one day mankind will show its true face to those who demand it… and, my god, it will be a dark dark day.
i...
well
makin pot brownies
maybe some other baked goods
BAKED goods
so clever.
who wants some?
