Back down from around Cloud Nine...
Be ready to work fucking overtime.
*sighs*
Heheh. Had a great weekend, y'all I hope you did too.
Found out a old friend of mine is coming into town and is looking to traipse around the city... looking forward to showing her what makes Van great so she'll move here.
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Anyways... a solemn question for all of you today:
I noticed something watching a friend of mine relax yesterday...
Why is it, the older you get, the sadder your face becomes when you think no one is watching you?
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EJ Lyric of the Day:
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied
Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine
Light coloured candles in dark dreary mines
Look in the mirror and stare at myself
And wonder if that's really me on the shelf
And each day I learn just a little bit more
I don't know why but I do know what for
If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon
Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune
Take me down alleys where the murders are done
In a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist who paints with his eyes
I'd study my subject and silently cry
Cry for the darkness to come down on me
For confusion to carry on turning the wheel
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For any of you who havent read about my fucking awesome experience atthe SGBurlesque... check out my last journal entry... you guys are so awesome... thanks for the comments.
My only comment back is:
Ask the universe, and ye shall receive
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pixidust... I cant stay mad at you I never really was anyways. Didn't I tell you I like Capricorn-style abuse? 
Be ready to work fucking overtime.
*sighs*
Heheh. Had a great weekend, y'all I hope you did too.
Found out a old friend of mine is coming into town and is looking to traipse around the city... looking forward to showing her what makes Van great so she'll move here.
--- --- ---
Anyways... a solemn question for all of you today:
I noticed something watching a friend of mine relax yesterday...
Why is it, the older you get, the sadder your face becomes when you think no one is watching you?
--- --- --- ---
EJ Lyric of the Day:
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied
Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine
Light coloured candles in dark dreary mines
Look in the mirror and stare at myself
And wonder if that's really me on the shelf
And each day I learn just a little bit more
I don't know why but I do know what for
If we're all going somewhere let's get there soon
Oh this song's got no title just words and a tune
Take me down alleys where the murders are done
In a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist who paints with his eyes
I'd study my subject and silently cry
Cry for the darkness to come down on me
For confusion to carry on turning the wheel
--- --- ---
For any of you who havent read about my fucking awesome experience atthe SGBurlesque... check out my last journal entry... you guys are so awesome... thanks for the comments.
My only comment back is:
Ask the universe, and ye shall receive
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pixidust... I cant stay mad at you
I never really was anyways. Didn't I tell you I like Capricorn-style abuse? VIEW 13 of 13 COMMENTS
Did you used to live in Edmonton?