7.30.2005
Two Line Poem - The poem was passed around, everyone wrote two lines, only seeing the second line of the last person.
I filled up my shopping cart
With the pieces of my broken heart
Many pieces, like a puzzle
Colourful pieces, and like a puzzle, some missing.
Keys to the heart
Lovers, they seldom do part
Until one stops it's heart
And they're trapped in the ice,
But couldn't get out
All they could do was scream and shout
Until, voices hoarse,
They collapse like card-towers
Gasping for breath
As in their moments of distress.
They seek solitude
And seek only their peace
Where they can surrender their feelings
Where they can know that they're safe
In a small box, they close their eyes
Surrounded by safety, safety of cardboard
Yet if the rain decdes to soak my box,
I have no choice but to run into the metro and dry my socks.
I filled up my shopping cart
With the pieces of my broken heart
Many pieces, like a puzzle
Colourful pieces, and like a puzzle, some missing.
Keys to the heart
Lovers, they seldom do part
Until one stops it's heart
And they're trapped in the ice,
But couldn't get out
All they could do was scream and shout
Until, voices hoarse,
They collapse like card-towers
Gasping for breath
As in their moments of distress.
They seek solitude
And seek only their peace
Where they can surrender their feelings
Where they can know that they're safe
In a small box, they close their eyes
Surrounded by safety, safety of cardboard
Yet if the rain decdes to soak my box,
I have no choice but to run into the metro and dry my socks.
7.28.2005
100 Things Every Guy Should Know from Maxim, May 1999.
How to pick a ripe watermelon
Forget thumping on the hull or pressing the stem end: Color’s the key. The ripest, tastiest melons are an appetizing red on the inside, not that watery, why-bother pink, and that richness of color’s reflected on the outside. Look for a melon whose dark bands are wider than its light bands. The higher the ratio of dark to light outside, the darker the color (and the sweeter the meat) inside. Alternate method: Split it open with an ax and shove some in your face. How was it?
How to unclasp a bra with one hand
1. With the palm of your dominant hand facing her, slide your middle finger under the bra strap, right between the clasp and her unbelievable body.
2. Pull the clasp out away from her with your middle finger, and pinch the strap between your thumb and ring finger. Pull your middle finger out, and begin to hum “Moon River.”
3.Slowly snap your fingers to accomplish mission. If she has a double-clasp bra, you may have to snap twice; don’t get flustered. Practice on Grandma if necessary.
How to pick a ripe watermelon
Forget thumping on the hull or pressing the stem end: Color’s the key. The ripest, tastiest melons are an appetizing red on the inside, not that watery, why-bother pink, and that richness of color’s reflected on the outside. Look for a melon whose dark bands are wider than its light bands. The higher the ratio of dark to light outside, the darker the color (and the sweeter the meat) inside. Alternate method: Split it open with an ax and shove some in your face. How was it?
How to unclasp a bra with one hand
1. With the palm of your dominant hand facing her, slide your middle finger under the bra strap, right between the clasp and her unbelievable body.
2. Pull the clasp out away from her with your middle finger, and pinch the strap between your thumb and ring finger. Pull your middle finger out, and begin to hum “Moon River.”
3.Slowly snap your fingers to accomplish mission. If she has a double-clasp bra, you may have to snap twice; don’t get flustered. Practice on Grandma if necessary.
7.25.2005
The new Matthew Good single, entitled Oh Be Joyful, is out.
http://www.matthewgood.org/
It's great. It's a nice, loud (well, Matt Good loud), song. Fun lyrics too and stuff.
If you ask around, maybe there might be an MP3 dl available...
http://www.matthewgood.org/
It's great. It's a nice, loud (well, Matt Good loud), song. Fun lyrics too and stuff.
If you ask around, maybe there might be an MP3 dl available...
7.21.2005
7.18.2005
7.17.2005
7.16.2005
i feel miserable. have this headache, been sleeping badly, been having recurring dreams, waking up in a sweat, waking up tired... the list goes on.
but at least the food's good. and the music.
Recommended listening:
Suicide is Painless - Theme From MASH
Electioneering - Radiohead
A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not - Bright Eyes
Sunken Treasure - Wilco
but at least the food's good. and the music.
Recommended listening:
Suicide is Painless - Theme From MASH
Electioneering - Radiohead
A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not - Bright Eyes
Sunken Treasure - Wilco
7.12.2005
7.09.2005
So I compiled a list of movies I'm willing to see at Fantasia. I'm slowly whittling it down. If you're interested in going, don't hesitate to ask.
- Breaking News
- Creep
- DJ XL5's International Zappin Party 2005
- Fighter In The Wind
- Firecracker
- Godzilla: Final Wars
Izo(Heard it was bad, from people who saw the Saturday showing.) - Lloyd Kaufman's How To Make Your Own Damn Movie
- Love Battlefield
- Neighbor No. 13
- Night of the Living Dorks
- Please Teach Me English
- Some
- Three... Extremes
7.04.2005
...And a hearty Fuck You goes out to the old lady who always visits the people living upstairs, but always presses the doorbell for MY house. The next time I see you, you're getting an earful.
She fucking woke me up again. AGAIN. I slept at around 2 with the TV on Discovery, Mythbusters was on. I woke up at 4 because the lights and TV were on, and then afterwards got back to sleep. At 8:30, 8-fucking-30, I hear the doorbell ring three times. I was hoping my grandmother would let the person in so I'd sleep, but NOBODY FUCKING ANSWERED IT, so I had to get up in my underwear (and only my underwear) and ring the buzzer.
It was the old lady. Going UPSTAIRS. I was about to break the door down and knock her down a flight of stairs.
If I ever see her again, I will go apeshit.
She fucking woke me up again. AGAIN. I slept at around 2 with the TV on Discovery, Mythbusters was on. I woke up at 4 because the lights and TV were on, and then afterwards got back to sleep. At 8:30, 8-fucking-30, I hear the doorbell ring three times. I was hoping my grandmother would let the person in so I'd sleep, but NOBODY FUCKING ANSWERED IT, so I had to get up in my underwear (and only my underwear) and ring the buzzer.
It was the old lady. Going UPSTAIRS. I was about to break the door down and knock her down a flight of stairs.
If I ever see her again, I will go apeshit.
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