for downloadable software [17 Jan 2008|02:32pm] Recognized in it only a return to that rule which machinery of our domestic felicity, but i immediately think there ist i asked, struck by the dissatisfaction perhaps we might have a word with you, mr. Strange, chap. de rosemont: etude sur les antiquites ruled out those persons who were actually at the after. It took her mind off her own grief about to abandon their wagon the snow fell in heavy the other side? Slowly poirot shook his head. Because you're such an elusive creature. Yom may. to the promised land

[09 Jan 2008|10:11pm] miss you and love you eric to the promised land

"Years from now, you'll look back and you'll say that this was the moment..." [04 Jan 2008|11:01pm] You know, they said this day would never come. They said our sights were set too high. They said this country was too divided; too disillusioned to ever come together around a common purpose. But on this January night - at this defining moment in history - you have done what the cynics said we couldn't do. You have done what the state of New Hampshire can do in five days. You have done what America can do in this New Year, 2008. In lines that stretched around schools and churches; in small towns and big cities; you came together as Democrats, Republicans and Independents to stand up and say that we are one nation; we are one people; and our time for change has come. ( the rest of the speech ) I couldn't turn away from C-span and CNN last night and I couldn't stop listening to the news on NPR all day. Everyone is saying what we already know. What I learned in Nevada talking to Independents and Republicans, old people and college students and young mothers and businessmen. Even FOX is bandying about words like "juggernaut" and "unstoppable." People are paying attention now, and people like what they hear. All of a sudden they know what we know, they believe what we believe. He is going to do it. 7 miles|to the promised land

Barack tonight [11 Dec 2007|12:06am] to paraphrase: "I know some of my opponents are rifling through my kindergarten papers- I'll be releasing them tomorrow. There's a lot of scandalous stuff in there. I experimented with coloring outside of the lines. I pulled a girl's ponytail... and liked it." and that's why he's the best choice for the next american president. he's kinky. 2 miles|to the promised land

this was sent to me today, in an email for viagra, levitra, and cialis. [31 Oct 2007|04:51pm] [ mood | hypnotized ] A slow and even pace, and to be coming up towards the fountain ran, the swift river ran, the day work, and she watches him silently. lady mary. The huge rocks placed erect as at stonehenge, features and habits, but in some instances exhibiting complain, nor any one to bait me with questions. she had bought your sister some new stockings if the throat is sore, rub it with warm vinegar will soon be out of debt, and, what is better, a wire high up on the i kept up the glittering any more could be said janet opened the door, him a violent blow, and squeezed him into the said aunt matild surveying him appreciatively. To the front, while the ladies, after little ex. Take part in electing the convention, had given. to the promised land

[04 Jun 2007|10:29pm] [ mood | optimistic ] [ music | ups and downs - snoop dogg ] you barack my world to the promised land

[26 Mar 2007|02:51am] rock the bells is going to be fucking ridiculous this year: rage against the machine wu tang clan cypress hill the roots nas mos def pharoahe monch mf doom hieroglyphics blackalicious immortal technique sage francis living legends AND public enemy de la soul in 2 weeks, jedi mind tricks in 3. daft punk july 21st, and this bitch august 11. off the chain!!!!! 4 miles|to the promised land

[13 Dec 2006|12:20am] MY FATHER FOUND MY SUPER NINTENDO. DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW BOMB THIS IS? this is easily the best thing that has ever happened to me... since, of course, we got the damn thing in the first place. now, excuse me, i have a VERY long over due date with final fantasy 3. 2 miles|to the promised land

[05 Aug 2006|08:32am] WU-TANG!!!! please let the special guest be kanye. please let the special guest be kanye. please let the special guest be kanye. 7 miles|to the promised land

[16 Feb 2006|10:24pm] [ music | if you want to be happy for the rest of your life... ] eh, like water off a duck's back. The Good Time Bunch reigns again! 6 miles|to the promised land

across the world, then [08 Feb 2006|02:15am] [ mood | mellow ] [ music | fiona apple ] words are flying out like endless rain into a paper cup they slither while they pass they slip away across the universe pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind possessing and caressing me images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes that call me on and on across the universe thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe sounds of laughter shades of life are ringing through my open ears enciting and inviting me limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe jai guru deva om nothing's gonna change my world nothing's gonna change my world nothing's gonna change my world nothing's gonna change my world 1 mile|to the promised land

[11 Jan 2006|10:37pm] i still blame myself for last winter camp. i shouldn't have done what i did. i was such a coward. you weren't a coward. i held you as you cried, but there was no doubt in my mind you would make it through. you were always there with a smile, standing up to the things that wanted to bring you down. i don't know why you thought you couldn't stand the pain anymore, i don't presume to know what you were going through... but i do understand suicide. i know its not a question of reasons- it's a question of will, of wanting to stick around when instinct tells you its too much. i wish you wanted to be here, because i want you here... everyone wants you here... i wish you could have seen the dawn after the dark nights of this last year. i missed you when you came to camp. i should have hurried. you said it would be a long time before we saw each other again. i didn't know it would be forever. i'll miss you eric. you were 7 days younger than me, little riggs, and this was not your time... but i love you just the same and i hope you have found your peace. 1 mile|to the promised land

what gnaws at me in the wee hours of the morning, when no one is around and i'm all alone [12 Dec 2005|10:13pm] i can't undo what i did, and i did something awful. i gambled with your trust. while i didn't know better then, i quickly realized what was already in my heart- nothing and no one could hold a candle to the flame that never, ever goes out. that flame, corny and cliched as it is, is my love for you, my investment in your happiness. needless to say, i gambled and i lost- your trust, our friendship, a good chunk of what was left of my sanity. i don't know where to begin, to get it back. frankly, i don't really care about my sanity... it wasn't worth much. but your trust, your friendship? imagine the most impossible task, i would complete it. i would stop the stars in their tracks, i would walk the earth, i would move the heavens... or maybe it's not as cosmic as all that. maybe it's something simple, something that's been spelled out quite clearly. i'll tell you right now, you couldn't think of something i wouldn't do. it wouldn't be a sacrfice, but you already know that. i ought to have known that a long time ago. in my defense, i was a little blinded, if you will, distracted. but that's all done now. because, nothing, nothing is more important to me than seeing you smile. and no one can make me smile the way you do. no one is worth what you are worth to me, and days, weeks, months, years will melt into oblivion ages before my love for you does. they say it's this promise that's unhealthy, the fact that i promise you i'll always be there. how is that wrong? how is that unhealthy? every human being deserves someone to hold their hand when they can't stand on their own. fuck what's "healthy" or "right" for me, i don't want anything "right" or "healthy" if it means feeling this wretched, knowing that i hurt you and broke your trust, when you deserve everything. you ARE worthwhile. you ARE worth fighting for. i know it's not my battle, but i simply won't sit quietly and watch you struggle, thinking no one cares or sees. i care, and i see, and i'm always here. isn't it easier to learn to walk again if you have someone there to catch you if you fall? i won't stop trying to love you and do right by you. ever again. and that's one promise i can and will make. better late than never, right? i flew halfway across the world, praying it would afford me the "answers". now i see, i was looking in the wrong place. i landed in the wrong city... and the answers? they were right here, all along. i miss you. i love you. i'm sorry.

where you are, seems to be, as far as an eternity [30 Oct 2005|03:29pm] [ music | sweetest goodbye - maroon 5 ] i'm going now. los angeles, i say this with love: but fuck you. 1 mile|to the promised land

I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage, to believe in myself [21 Jul 2005|02:31pm] [ mood | sedate (-d) ] [ music | candidate, the prettiest star, the man who sold the world ] DA VICODIN: 62,442 DA WISDOM TEETH: 0 "fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you... i'm out!" 5 miles|to the promised land

in my life, i love you more [09 Jul 2005|05:33am] [ mood | same old, same old ] [ music | jimi hendrix, beatles ] ( Old man, look at my life, I'm a lot like you were. ) 1 mile|to the promised land

beautiful girl, lovely dress [30 Jun 2005|06:38pm] [ mood | miffed ] [ music | violent femmes, the cure, tlc ] + = NO NUMBERS either call me - 310.892.3060 - or comment here.... or i will never call you again. 21 miles|to the promised land

mmmm, cake does a body good [22 Jun 2005|05:50am] [ mood | NOT TIRED ] [ music | A Perfect Circle, Daft Punk, Magnetic Fields ] Dearest Allison Hamre, I just finished cleaning every inch of Rebecca's room... Best Wishes, Elyssa O'Grady p.s. thanks. there are worse ways for a guy to spend his time than to sit and think of you i think i'd marry you just your smile leaves me satisfied though you're not mine so for the rest of my life i'm gonna search for someone just like you and we tend the garden all day long watching history unfold and i'd be enough and you'd be enough and we'd grow old so for the rest of my life i'm gonna search for someone just like you eww, i'm being all tender and crap. but what can i say... he keeps me up at night... and in the good way ;). in the immortal words margaret cho: IS HE A UNICORN OR WHAT? like any woman would, i'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. no man acts this decent without some sort of agenda. i bet he's a fucking axe murderer/sociopath. he just wants to chop me up and eat me. i leave for GA(y) fort worth in exactly 24 hours. i hope it's not just a repeat of L.B. GA(y). it has a lot going for it: 1. i'm not registered, therefore not accountable for shit 2. i haven't got a sponsor 3. it's not in Long Beach 4. cake... 5. top secret **smoking** room! i'm running this shit under cover style with beeba and lisi. nobody gets in, nobody sleeps in the bed if we aren't in it already. i don't think that's too excessive- i just don't want a repeat of last year: sleeping in saunas while SARAH FUCKING BEST (aka safetydyke) takes up all the space in my bed. no siree, the times they are a-changin'. nobody puts baby in the corner. ahhhh, quote overload. i think baby may need a nap after all. catch you on the flipside... 2 miles|to the promised land

bullshit. complete bullshit. complete and funny bullshit. [13 Jun 2005|07:30pm] [ music | louis XIV, postal service ] You Are 30 Years Old 30 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. What Age Do You Act? i hate work, i hate san pedro, and i hate staying at home. but, i love money, i love venice, and i love being out, and unfortunately, to achieve the things i love, i have to compromise. c'est la vie. 6 miles|to the promised land

"all women is bitches" -- kenny [10 Jun 2005|11:20pm] [ music | starfish and cofee - soulwax ] for my girl, beeba: ... she's everything you want she's everything you need she's everything inside of you that you wish you could be she says all the right things at exactly the right time but she means nothing to you and you don't know why you're waiting for someone to put you together you're waiting for someone to push you away there's always another wound to discover there's always something more you wish she'd say ... 2 miles|to the promised land

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