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Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
2:43 pm
Having an Affair?
NO PROBLEM!! Boy, have we got the greeting card for you!

Seriously, there's something wrong with this. Secret Lover greeting cards?? That's disgusting. Capitalizing on the betrayal of a sacred vow??? I don't even know what to say about this, just.......


I'm really really disgusted.

Current Mood: distressed
Monday, June 27th, 2005
11:05 pm
AWAY AWAY AWAY!!!
I am gone to PA, away away away.

I will be back on Sunday afternoon... or evening, depending on x,y,z variables.

Yadda yadda, I'm tired, I'm going to bed.
Thursday, May 27th, 2004
11:16 am
See The Flames Begin to Crawl


I've got pocketfuls of crumpled receipts, just about enough to start a fire.
I'll watch the past just burn away. Put the mic stand through the amplifier.
Put the bass down, bass down, one time, snap the neck now.
Drum set, smash it.
Kick the kick drum, one time, kicked in, smashed up, break it, break up.

See the flames begin to crawl upward.
Taste the anguish as they fall, unheard.

I've got notebooks full of misshapen words. I'll never speak them anymore, no.
Ten years from now, you won't know my name.
Throw the microphone down on the floor.
Put the guitar, guitar, one time, through the speaker, splintered, broken.
Throw the horns down, one time, horns down, smash them, break them, break up.

See the flames begin to crawl, upward.
Taste the anguish as they fall, unheard.
Hear the record start to skip, unsung.
Feel the weight that sunk the ship, so young.

The crowds recoil, demand our surivival.
Fists in the air, mouths caked with saliva.
But you are the one, the spark that was spawned, who picks up the pieces and passes them on.




RIP.

Monday, May 24th, 2004
12:50 pm
Economy of Mercy


There's just two ways to lose yourself in this life and neither way is safe.
In my dreams, I see visions of the future, but today we have to pray.

And where will I find you? Where will I find you?

In the economy of mercy, I am a poor and begging man, and the currency of grace is where my song begins...
In the colors of your goodness, and the scars that mark your skin. In the currency of grace is where my song began.

These carbon shells, these fragile dusty frames house canvasses of souls.
We are bruised and broken masterpieces, but we did not paint ourselves...

And where will I find you? Where will I find you?

In the economy of mercy, I am a poor and begging man, and the currency of grace is where my song begins...
In the colors of your goodness, and the scars that mark your skin. In the currency of grace is where my song began.

Where was I when the world was made?
Where was I when the world was made?
Where was I when the world was made?
Where was I?
I'm lost without you here.
Yes, I'm lost without you near me...
I'm lost without you here.

You knew my name when the world was made.




Current Mood: stressed
Thursday, May 20th, 2004
2:02 pm
WAAAHHHHHH I GOT SHAMPOO IN MY EYE!!
if you ever do this: DO NOT USE VISINE.





you will want to take a rusty spoon and dig out your own eyes, regardless of color. although.... visine + shampoo = red. OW FREAKIN OW. sorry kids, i don't have green eyes anymore. can i call out of work for this?

Current Mood: OW
Monday, May 17th, 2004
12:38 pm
chris rice says...

Looked out my window last night from my pillow and I saw the willow weeping a casual sigh. Man in the moon look rather sad and confused, as if he'd become a mirror to my watery eyes. I dreamed and prayed through the night. "Please send some grace with your morning light."



Then he sent you along like a summer day, with a blue sky smile on your funny face, and a bird flew by singing, "Everything's gonna be okay, yeah." So we laughed all day with the man-in-the-moon and we thanked the good Lord for the afternoon. Cause he showed me his love by sending me you and it's okay, yeah. Everything's okay.



Opened my window tonight to hear the rain falling light. Whispering that everything is alright. Long, low and gentle rumble, starts in the west and tumbles across the corners of the colorless sky.



I blow a kiss through the dark. Sails on the thunder and reaches heaven's heart...

Then he sent you along like a summer day, with a blue sky smile on your funny face, and a bird flew by singing, "Everything's gonna be okay, yeah." So we laughed all day with the man-in-the-moon and we thanked the good Lord for the afternoon. Cause he showed me his love by sending me you and it's okay, yeah. Everything's okay.





Everything isn't okay, but.... it will be. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. I'm just tired of mourning.

Thursday, April 22nd, 2004
3:39 pm
I'M on FIRE!!




HE'S COMIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!

angel:
Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004
7:36 pm
Me in the Morning:

Me in the Evening:



So_Deal
3:55 pm
Rachel "The Boss" Maschino--The Boss
Byron "Lord" Maschino--The Brains
"Little Weeder" Maschino--The Pusher, the money man.
Koren "Fray" Razzani--the Assassin
Matt "Speed" Razzani--The Getaway man
Truitt "Whitey" Smith--The In-man
...........we also have an informant..... somebody DuBois--FCUK, our connection....



who am i forgetting?
Monday, March 22nd, 2004
6:01 pm
paragons
I doubt you can handle it. But you may try.
5:49 pm
Saturday, February 7th, 2004
11:50 am
Wednesday, February 4th, 2004
2:04 pm
well, this is it. i have a deadjournal, and i use THAT one. I'm here for the rating communities, most likely. they're fun, and great ways to waste time.
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