silverrevolver

Thank you for the thoughtful response. Those are always much appreciated.

I don't feel I am drowning in cynicism, however. Sometimes, it 's just necessary to ponder difficult circumstances from all angles. In my life, enough time has been spent as a starry-eyed romantic, a lover of Love. That time is over. Keeping your eyes on the stars gets you kicked in the nads.
This doesn't depress me, it emboldens me, it frees me. I am raising a cry against fooling yourself by singing "Somewhere Over The Rainbow." After being plundered and plucked and left to dry enough times, with no one to blame but myself, I am declaring my independence from need and my dedication to doing and not being tied to an unsophisticated longing for Love.

I look for partners, not completion. This may not be apparent from this one piece. I'm not that good of a writer as to be always able tofit all my thoughts into everything. It's just slices at a time.

I don't fear the darkness. I need not to be reborn. I stay aware of history.

Cheers.

What he said.

Are you ever going to be happy youngun?! You weren't happy here now you're complaining about there. Stick it to some French chick, relax, don't over-think. It is what it is, remember?

I, just in case you were wondering, am fucking marvelous.

Its sunny in Chicago too, I love it. And it really was a great day, wasnt it.

Ah, well you see, it's my belief that it's really the hip-hop world that has taken the baton from those artists such as Mr. Zimmerman in terms of storytelling, wit and lyrical invention. You just have to dig though a whole bunch of shite to find the gold.

I'm no huge hip-hop fan, but to me it seems this is the genre that things are being pushed forward.

My 2.

Oh God. Look what you've done. I googled my name...holy shit. The first two pages ALONE are all links to either my work website, or myspace comments that I've left on other's pages. I didn't know MySpace would do that! Now I'm really scared. Greeeeeeeeeeat.

Hyper...vent...a....la...ting....

I'll be fine.

dude!

i'm moving to albuquerque. it's crazy. way too crazy to write about now.
plans have changed about a million and a half times.

but life is good. i'm in van until the 11th, then road tripping down the west coast with a girl friend of mine, flying back to texas on sept 24th, then moving my shit to NM on october 6th. at least that's the plan as of today. ask me again tomorrow...


man, i hope you get through all the red tape soon. it sucks being an immigrant, no?

hah, yeah. my roommate jim keeps saying "ya know, we could still get married so you could stay". he even made this ring out of a piece of wood. for reals.
that, in combination with the fact that he slapped my ass when i was climbing the stairs in front of him the other day has me pretty ready to leave that house.

I freaking love curry and naan, that's where I took my date to...he had never had Indian food before and we both loved it. I had Chicken Goa...wonderful coconut cream sauce and bazmati with onion naan. Slice of heaven.

So, the clip made me laugh more because the guy from A Mighty Boosh is in it. He's awesome.

The pic with the dog and the dildo...priceless.

Thanks for the comment mate!

Eight months...I must be here for pedalpalooza and berry season.

I've been in that library quite a lot lately. Right now, however, I'm out in Hillsdale.

I'm broke. There's a good job waiting for me back home and the Christmas season is very profitable. I can save money for my imminent return in the spring.

Ya know, the library here is one of my favories. It has floor to ceiling windows on half the walls and the ceiling is about twenty-five feet high.

Grape picking sounds fun. If I am around still, I'll bw working the crush for Et Fille winery in the Valley. They only produce eighty cases of Pinot Noir and it's yumminess.