Saturday, June 20, 2009

1:54 AM

I've slept entirely way too much today. So many times this afternoon my motor skills completely failed me so there I lay, on the inflatable mattress that Lindsay and I sleep on when I'm back at my parents house, until the later hours of the evening. The mid 90's emo streak is still going strong. Listening to Mineral non stop all day. So depressing but so good.


4 Hours Later:
So here I lay blogging from the bed with Something About Airplanes lulling me to that desired rest...this won't be happening any time soon. Lindsay is using me as her pillow and I love it. Her head is resting on my right shoulder, her eyes eclipsed from the light of my screen by not much more than the tip of my face, right arm laying across my body. She is asleep. We just finished The Other Boleyn Sister and I really enjoyed it as I enjoy a lot of tragic movies. That reminds me of how I often say "strategy" as "s-tragedy". File downloads at 666.6 kb/s. Tehe.




American Football EP

American Football Self Titled

Sunday, June 14, 2009

One of these days...

In the early hours of the morning when I should be at rest my body still feels like it has a steel girder resting on top of it.

Sunday, April 05, 2009

Keeping me awake

Sometimes you just need some old pictures and a moment to step back and analyze the things you've done in and the person you've become to realize just how fleeting life is. I cleaned a house for an elderly woman a couple weeks back and it left me depressed. Her bedroom, along with the rest of her house which was no bigger than 10x20 ft, was filled with old pictures from when she was young. It saddened me to think that I will be at that point one day where I will have nothing but pictures to remind me of the people that were a part of my life at one point and the things we shared that held us together. My rational was shaken and I found myself actually asking myself if continuing as I am now would be worth enduring the times that will inevitably come when I must watch my loved ones pass. That woman in that little old house was small in stature but to endure those losses one has to be so strong at heart. It boggles my mind how people learn to cope with the passing days counting down to their end. I'm "young and naive", I guess.

Just to get away

A brand new year so here we goooooo. Sitting around listening to Poison Idea(not so quiet) on a quiet sunday. Lazy country days oh how I miss you. Joy Division is almost finished downloading. Yay. Ok, time to do something productive with my day.