halfjack 2: electric bugaloo.
before we get into talking, give me something about green. song poem story picture anything. just make it about green, audience members.
here we go
back in bmore and let me tell you kids, its been a ball. this visit was great and really reminded me that home or not, baltimore is still the place i prefer to get down on. could i catch a wedding to a girl's self presided over by a priest suspended by hooks at any place other than the ottobar? me thinks not. (side note: the old ottobar is getting torn down and that makes me wanna hulk out. so much fucking history there. i wonder if i've thrown up there more than any other place ever...........) also, artsy studio parties are a dima a dozen, but no one beats the efforted weirdness of MICA dropouts. copycat parties will always make my genitals dance and giggle simaltaneiusljlhy i hate that word.
but alas its back to dayton in two days and i gotta tell ya, that sucks. i'm gonna level with you audience. me and my lady, not doing so well. now don't get me wrong i am head over heals for her but the fighting is getting out of hand. she ships out to grad school in the fall and by then i better know where is stand. cuz i sure as hell don't now. this chick is tricky. hard to put a bead on how much she really cares. and for don knot's sake those eyes are bewitching!
to make matters worse after a talk with an old friend of mine i realized i was even more a dope with the handling of a past relationship than i thought. a past relationship that refused to be completely q-tipped outta my head.
that's all i gotta say.
oh the 20-something blues do grow. still don't know what i should be doing with my life and all that. i wonder if the second i get a car i'll just be out of town in 5. i'm getting restless again. i shouldn't though, right? i should learn to stay in one place and grow roots and be reliable and all that ferret shit? studio audience, you should know by now that i am not a perfect man. who know that after all this time it still takes so much effort just to be a man. as opposed to a lost boy with a liscence to drive a series of over-stuffed jalopies and a desire to commune (in more ways than 7) with women. more grumbling.
so is that a good winging for this session? i think i'm getting better at this personally. i mean it's a bit long, but i update like twice a month so i figure you can take it. i even put a picture in this time.
aaaaaaaaaaaand scene
before we get into talking, give me something about green. song poem story picture anything. just make it about green, audience members.
here we go
back in bmore and let me tell you kids, its been a ball. this visit was great and really reminded me that home or not, baltimore is still the place i prefer to get down on. could i catch a wedding to a girl's self presided over by a priest suspended by hooks at any place other than the ottobar? me thinks not. (side note: the old ottobar is getting torn down and that makes me wanna hulk out. so much fucking history there. i wonder if i've thrown up there more than any other place ever...........) also, artsy studio parties are a dima a dozen, but no one beats the efforted weirdness of MICA dropouts. copycat parties will always make my genitals dance and giggle simaltaneiusljlhy i hate that word.
but alas its back to dayton in two days and i gotta tell ya, that sucks. i'm gonna level with you audience. me and my lady, not doing so well. now don't get me wrong i am head over heals for her but the fighting is getting out of hand. she ships out to grad school in the fall and by then i better know where is stand. cuz i sure as hell don't now. this chick is tricky. hard to put a bead on how much she really cares. and for don knot's sake those eyes are bewitching!
to make matters worse after a talk with an old friend of mine i realized i was even more a dope with the handling of a past relationship than i thought. a past relationship that refused to be completely q-tipped outta my head.
that's all i gotta say.oh the 20-something blues do grow. still don't know what i should be doing with my life and all that. i wonder if the second i get a car i'll just be out of town in 5. i'm getting restless again. i shouldn't though, right? i should learn to stay in one place and grow roots and be reliable and all that ferret shit? studio audience, you should know by now that i am not a perfect man. who know that after all this time it still takes so much effort just to be a man. as opposed to a lost boy with a liscence to drive a series of over-stuffed jalopies and a desire to commune (in more ways than 7) with women. more grumbling.
so is that a good winging for this session? i think i'm getting better at this personally. i mean it's a bit long, but i update like twice a month so i figure you can take it. i even put a picture in this time.
aaaaaaaaaaaand scene
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notthellama:
no prob. i just realized that coulda been takin the wrong way but it seems you understood i was empathizing. cool.
morgan:
I am going to take every bit of that advice.