1. space is cold. the air is not breathy there. i would not like to be in space without a metalfoil robot face-hat. even though the earth is damn pretty up thar.
2. when you freeze yourself out of your car without a coat, the next morning you wake up sick as fuck. then you want your eyes to liquefy for no reason other than if they do, the metal rats chewing their way around behind them will fall out onto the floor and you can stomp on them. well, you could if you could see them. but you can't cuz your eyes just fucking liquefied. damn.
3. pizza cures most things, but not all things.
4. taco bell cures some of the things that pizza cures, and some other things, but still not all things.
5. psuedophedrine doesn't cure anything, but damn does it make you feel like it does.
6. writing songs is hard when you're trying to do schoolwork. this makes me sad. i can't wait to sing over xmas. hopefully a lot.
7. between now and march, i should wear pretty all my clothes pretty much everywhere.
8. shower water hurts hitting your skin when you're sick.
9. i think sadly that tomorrow might be a wash. someone find me a hotel to stay in in SF in march. and read a bunch of theory and take good notes.
10. i probably should practice hugging more. it's not fair to expect from other people what you're too much of a crazy to give to them first.
11. eleven is a bad number to end on.
12. one more down. sudafed, that is.
13. much better. i have learned my lesson re: entering into relationships based on neediness, and now i at least like to think i know better. that said, being sick and tired and quiet and lonely and so done with fucking thinking about theory for a few hours makes me wish i had a relationship-type excuse to get like a high-five and maybe a chance to see someone smile at me in that way that blows your socks off even when you just want to blow someone's head off. then suddenly everything's cool for a bit...at the mere expense of...what is it, like 32 face muscles or something? sheesh.
i have a particular girl in mind at the moment, but it doesn't matter because even though she's totally badass i'm 112 percent sure that if she knew who she was (or something, you know what i mean) she would probably kick my ass...not in a mean way but just because i'm pretty sure her being that girl for me wouldn't work out for her because from her viewpoint i bet we don't fit together in that particular way...not because of anything negative or dislike-ful, but just because sometimes people don't see other people in the way person 2 might want them to see them in...uhhh...what?
at least i know what i meant.
anyway, the mere thought of her kicking my ass for writing about her kicking my ass had amused me to the point of...umm...LOL'ing, as the kids say. even if it was followed by extreme rib-area pain and a fit of coughing.
it's wild that we choose to give other people so much power over our feelings and then get our feelings hurt when they don't use that power the way we want them to. what the fuck is that?
anyway, i'm cool with no mystery-girl, i suppose. nothing like an enormous amount of pizza, flu medicine, guitars, 13 cardinals shows on my hard drive, a week of thanksgiving break, and an actual bed (which will someday experience being slept in) to negate most of the no-hugging-ness.
i've said too much. this is a loooooooong 13.
13b.eleven. none of this should be construed as "bitching". i am pretty fucking content, and continue to be, as is a pretty easy thing to be for someone who doesn't expect or want to be rewarded for his misguided and potentially destructive attempts to enlighten and en-happy other people's lives. hope i'm doing my job. take it easy out there.
1. i hate it when my eyes liquefy. and i also hate rats. it's their tales. i think i would be okay with a tail-less rat. i would call him samson.
ReplyDelete2. raspberry crack tea also cures many things--especially when it comes from taco bell.
3.it bother's me that my numbers are not coinciding with your's.
4. i just sneezed.
5. :) psuedophedrine was probably invented during the war on drugs. a way of sticking it to the man or something because it's a legal drug that has the potential to fuck you up.
6. schoolwork complicates many things.
7. i vote for a week of wearing pajamas in public.
8. getting hit by a car also hurts when you are sick.
9. i could read some theory for you. but i suck at taking notes. i'm more of a highlighter.
10. you're not a crazy. i would hug you.
11. what are the lyrics? on the eleventh day of christmas...i don't remember the lame gift...
12.i've had to do treatments with a breathing machine the last few weeks so i don't die. like psuedfed it speeds me out. and i get shaky...um which = sexy.
13. "it's wild that we choose to give other people so much power over our feelings and then get our feelings hurt when they don't use that power the way we want them to. what the fuck is that?" --fuck me dude. srsly.
13.b.eleven. "en-happy" = wonderful word! you en-happy my life babs :)
Listicler!!! :)
ReplyDeleteI can dig it.
Here's the thing: it's like a globe of contentment over a ball of tumultuous sea. When the sea calms down, the contentment seems stable, and when the sea gets roiling the structure of contentment is often compromised. There are a lot of different ways to deal with that, but that's what I see the reality to be.