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| 12:47pm 14/11/2004 |
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mood:  tired music: Braid - Movie Clock Star
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"he sleeps now . . . like finn." |
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| 07:49pm 09/11/2004 |
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music: The Album Leaf - We Once Were (One)
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i think i'm on the verge of breaking my left hand. at first i thought i was just doing my left hook wrong or something, which i think i might be. but i realized that it probably has more to do with my tendency to, in moments of dread, hit walls. i didnt notice it until we started practicing the left hook in boxing, which is a power shot and puts a lot of impact on the hand and wrist. when i do it, it feels like my hand is going to break at any moment. perhaps if i stop punching my wall bare knuckled, it will stop hurting so much. however if it should break regardless, i think that that would be all right. i need new hands anyway. these ones that have been given to me . . . we do not want them anymore. i have too long been able to count my worth as a man on the digits of my left hand. |
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| 12:03am 08/11/2004 |
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music: Various Artists - Tom Tally - Shiver
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girls should want to date me because: while hard boiling eggs for the first time the other night, i practiced three and five hit combos while waiting around for the eggs to boil, and after they finished and i ate one, i annouced loudly "success! i am a cook now!"
girls should not want to date me because: i am prone to at any moment put "the string quartet tribute to coldplay" on, turn out the lights, crawl in bed with slippers still on, curl into a ball, clutch my teddy bear, and start crying while mumbling "i'm scared, i dont feel good, i want my mommy" |
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| 11:21am 17/08/2004 |
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music: B'ehl - I'm Sorry For Being Such A Crappy Friend
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"[Our] history is largely a record of crime, war, disease, and terror, with just sufficient happiness interposed to give [us] while it lasts, an agonised apprehension of losing it, and, when it is lost, the poignant misery of remembering." -- C.S. Lewis, "The Problem of Pain" |
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| 12:40am 27/07/2004 |
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music: The Get Up Kids - My Apology
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i am write now writing a letter of apology.
to julie's mother.
while listening to the get up kids' "my apology" on repeat.
its kind of like when you're a recovering alcoholic and you have to go around apologizing to everyone you did any wrong to when you were an alcoholic.
now back to the letter |
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| 10:29pm 11/05/2004 |
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i will make a snazzy "FRIENDS ONLY" picture thing later. for now just comment to be added |
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