| Sunday, April 3rd, 2005 |
| 10:20 pm |
Down the old staircase...I'm walking out the door. I feel lost here tonight, everything has changed since that summer before. Stumbling forward...I'm glancing back. There's no one in the window begging me to come back. The streetlights are burning. But I'm not ready for this day to be done. Cause I always come up short. I am always lusting for something more. And so I push right into the night harder and harder until my heart beats just right. Across downtown and over the tracks. Exhaustion finally taking hold...down to the place I love where nobody knows. Old photographs much too late at night. I dream of the times I wish I could leave behind. And I always Wake up ugly and dissatisfied. I've gotta change my mind. I've gotta change my life...get down to the root of the problem...cure my misdirection...cause all the laughs to die at closing time and I lie awake wondering why I'm an all or nothing kid and why I've been feeling like nothing all the time. Where do I go? Am I on my own? |
| Monday, February 28th, 2005 |
| 2:56 pm |
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| Monday, November 15th, 2004 |
| 5:36 pm |
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| Friday, October 15th, 2004 |
| 10:50 am |
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| Wednesday, May 12th, 2004 |
| 11:48 am |
im going to see iron in wine at two different shows in nyc this summer! and then i am going to italy! |
| 11:45 am |
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| Monday, April 19th, 2004 |
| 11:31 am |
yozels
im listening to rush 2112 and eating a hot pocket. what a start to a day. i need to take a shower because i smell like baby. |
| Monday, March 8th, 2004 |
| 2:54 pm |
joe's home. this rules. last night round 1230 we went under the skyway, and it was AWESOME. we looked in concrete holes and stuff. "you think you're so close, and step back and look where you are, and realize that you are farther away from anything you could have hoped to been close to." i gotta stop calling her up drunk. i gotta stop calling her. Current Mood:  discontentCurrent Music: bright eyes |
| Monday, February 9th, 2004 |
| 2:25 pm |
this winter is not going well. this shit is killing everyone. i dont have a date for valentines day. im an idiot. i hate the internet so much. i hate tv too. but im hopelessly addicted. |
| Sunday, January 25th, 2004 |
| 11:01 pm |
POLL
WHO WOULD WIN IN A BATTLE??? A NINJA A VIKING A PIRATE AN FBI AGENT SO FAR GRIFFIN: NINJA NICK: VIKING GILBO: NINJA DAVE: NINJA HERBS: DITKA CATHERINE: NINJA CHAZ: VIKING |
| Friday, January 23rd, 2004 |
| 5:47 pm |
Mother don't worry‚ I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed Mother don't worry‚ I've got some money I save for the weekend Mother remember being so stern with that girl who was with me Mother remember the blink of an eye when I breathed through your body So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten Sons are like birds flying upward over the mountain Moher I made it up from the bruise of the floor of this prison Mother I lost it‚ all of the fear of the Lord I was given Mother forget me now that the creek drank the cradle you sang to Mother forgive me‚ I sold your car for the shoes that I gave you So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten Sons can be birds taken broken up to the mountain Mother don't worry‚ I've got a coat and some friends on the corner Mother don't worry‚ she's got a garden we're planting together Mother remember the night that the dog had her pups in the pantry Blood on the floor and the fleas on their paws And you cried 'till the morning So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten Sons are like birds flying always over the mountain |
| Monday, January 19th, 2004 |
| 2:05 am |
here are a list of things i could never get sick of and love- coffee buffalo elliott smith chapelles show driving down route 5 swimming at my cottage drinking by a campfire near the lake feeling satisfied the feeling of being home iron and wine sleeping with my windows open hugging certain girls my friends fishing getting mad buzzed sailing here are people i need to spend more time with- catherine nick steph gilbo mark henry nik rolle marti i think i love this city more than anything. forget the naysayers. im a proud buffalonian. |
| Thursday, December 18th, 2003 |
| 2:16 pm |
A.C.
YOU KEEP A DIARY YOU THINK YOUR LIFE'S SO IMPORTANT YOU HAVE TO WRITE IT DOWN YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING FAGGOT NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU YOU, YOU KEEP A DIARY YOU POMPOUS ASSHOLE DICKFACE YOU'LL PROBABLY WRITE A BOOK ONLY ANOTHER ASSHOLE WOULD PUBLISH IT YOU DUMB STUPID FAG YOU P.C. FUCKING FAGGOT WHY DON'T YOU THROW IT AWAY I'LL NEVER RECYCLE THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN SAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY MY GARBAGE CAN IS FILLED WITH PLASTIC, CANS AND GLASS IF YOU TELL ME TO RECYCLE I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY RECYCLING IS GAY I SMOKE LOTS OF CRACK AND MY GIRLFRIEND HAS A KID I LIKE DRUGS AND CHILD ABUSE WHEN SHE'S IN THE BATHROOM, I KICK HIM IN THE BALLS I LIKE DRUGS AND CHILD ABUSE WHEN SHE'S AT WORK, I TEACH HIM HOW TO SHOOT UP I LIKE DRUGS AND CHILD ABUSE WHEN SHE BEATS HIM UP, I SIT THERE AND LAUGH I LIKE DRUGS AND CHILD ABUSE WHEN HE WAS IN 3RD GRADE, HIS BEST FRIEND O.D'D BECAUSE I MADE HIM SELL HEROIN AND SPEED I LIKE BEATING KIDS FOR NO REASON AT ALL I LIKE DOING DRUGS AND BEATING UP KIDS |
| 12:41 pm |
i think i am getting progressively dumber. honestly. my dad said it cant happen, but i think it can. my dog is cute. everyone is a bigshot. im going to start calling them hollywood, coach holbok style. |
| Friday, November 21st, 2003 |
| 7:26 pm |
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| Tuesday, November 18th, 2003 |
| 8:45 am |
bioch
dont ever see malubus most wanted mmmmbniotch. cops steal beer. "passenger! what are you trying to hide there?" "mmm just some berrrr" listen to my radio show at 6 am til 9 am on saturday mornings!! 91.3 fm wbny. BERRRR. EEEEEEEEEEEEE.EEEEEEEEEEEe.EEEEEEEEEEEEe. livejournal...i loathe you baby. |
| Thursday, November 6th, 2003 |
| 6:14 pm |
HOME ALONE BEAST ICE STYLIE!! OH NIGGA.. TORONTO.. STOP DROP KABOOM BABY RUB ON YOUR NIPPLES |
| Wednesday, November 5th, 2003 |
| 10:44 pm |
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| Wednesday, October 22nd, 2003 |
| 10:51 am |
RIP Elliott Smith though i never knew you and, and i was recently introduced to your music you helped me through a lot of things. you helped me identify with someone going through emotions that i thought no one else was or had gone through, you helped guide me home with your walztes on drunken nights, and you helped me sleep a little better when i fell asleep to your music. thanks |
| Monday, October 20th, 2003 |
| 12:32 am |
yesterday felt like 5 years
woke up at 5. went to the radio station. didnt know how to turn on the tower properly. i was freaking out, so i called jon dalbo. he fortunately was cool about everything. my show went well. that was three hours long. from there i went to work from 10-3:30. then i went home and took a shower and layed around, and joe called me and we went to his cousins wedding reception, where i got free food. it was pretty decent food. there were thousands of puerto ricans at this wedding reception, and they were mad drunk. from there we went and saw iron and wine and jesse sykes and the thereafter. real good. i stayed up for like 22 hours. it feels like years. iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii |
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