Holy shit fuck.... Reagan is back!!! 
The past couple of days have been so beautiful. The blues skies capture this peace that only I can image what life should be like all the time. But of course it does not. I went for a swim today. I can't wait for Chapter 4. I think my book will become less disappointing. I can feel it... Enjoy.
*** Confirmed *** I am out of shape, I NEED MORE SEX.
Week 2 - Womens HERstory Month
- Mia Zapata
She fronted a feminist indie-punk band called The Gits. They formed back in 1986 in Ohio and moved to Seattle three years later, just as the grunge phenomenon was becoming predominant in the Pacific Northwest.
During the band's four-year tenure in Seattle, The Gits gained a reputation for their uncompromising vision and bluesy street punk aesthetic. Earning a devoted following throughout the West Coast. The group was never able to earn a national following because in July 1993, Mia Zapata was RAPEd and murdered on her way home from a local bar.
Zapata was last seen alive after midnight. She left the Comet Tavern on Capitol Hill, wearing shorts and heavy black boots, to look for a friend who lived in a nearby apartment.
The friend told police that when she left the apartment, she was probably looking to catch a cab. At 3:20 a.m., her body was found in the 100 block of 24th Avenue South.
She was lying with her arms outstretched and her ankles crossed, her body positioned in a cross-shaped pose that left some speculating about some sort of religious meaning.
Investigators believe it's possible Zapata's killer had simply spotted her walking on the street, or that she took him up on an offer for a ride.
On Friday, January 10, 2003, nearly a decade later, the murder appears to have been solved with the arrest of a man in Miami.
The Trial began on March 5, 2004.
Zapata, a painter, a poet, filled her songs with raw emotion. Her voice was so powerful. It gives me chills every time I hear the music. Her death left a cavernous hole in the music scene.
I seriously hope this guy rots in hell and gets the death penatly. A brutal raping in his ass with a blunt object and razors sticking out would make me just as happy.
RIP Mia.
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The Gits - Precious Blood
There are these things I want the most
but they are usually one step furthest from my reach
Oh, but they always stand close enough
to take me to the next fuckin drink
Cause when it cuts, it really does
my soul spills the blood
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I'm gonna need a little more one day
Sometimes. I just want to know
faster than my precious blood will let me roll
Is it real or tell me is it wrong
to keep these dreams strongest in my mind?
Cause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babeh
like when I go to touch you,
you're the furthest from me
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I 'm gonna get me get me get a little more one day
Oh, it's laying tired in me. it does
and when I see It there it makes me wanna..
it's laying tired In me, it does, when I see it there it's all I can do to stare it in the face
Even the hours hold heavy on me
even the hours just hold the pain
and even the times get heavy, little weak
even the hours just hold the pain, there is no gain
all in all it comes back to me
With every sip of poison that I taste
it's only hurting me and nobody else
when it lies to me, it's the strongest in my mind
Cause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babeh
like when I go to touch you,
you're the furthest from me
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I 'm gonna get me
get me
a little more one day
*****************************************
More mp3's
- Seaweed
- While you're twisting, I'm still breathing
The past couple of days have been so beautiful. The blues skies capture this peace that only I can image what life should be like all the time. But of course it does not. I went for a swim today. I can't wait for Chapter 4. I think my book will become less disappointing. I can feel it... Enjoy.
*** Confirmed *** I am out of shape, I NEED MORE SEX.
Week 2 - Womens HERstory Month
- Mia Zapata
She fronted a feminist indie-punk band called The Gits. They formed back in 1986 in Ohio and moved to Seattle three years later, just as the grunge phenomenon was becoming predominant in the Pacific Northwest.
During the band's four-year tenure in Seattle, The Gits gained a reputation for their uncompromising vision and bluesy street punk aesthetic. Earning a devoted following throughout the West Coast. The group was never able to earn a national following because in July 1993, Mia Zapata was RAPEd and murdered on her way home from a local bar.
Zapata was last seen alive after midnight. She left the Comet Tavern on Capitol Hill, wearing shorts and heavy black boots, to look for a friend who lived in a nearby apartment.
The friend told police that when she left the apartment, she was probably looking to catch a cab. At 3:20 a.m., her body was found in the 100 block of 24th Avenue South.
She was lying with her arms outstretched and her ankles crossed, her body positioned in a cross-shaped pose that left some speculating about some sort of religious meaning.
Investigators believe it's possible Zapata's killer had simply spotted her walking on the street, or that she took him up on an offer for a ride.
On Friday, January 10, 2003, nearly a decade later, the murder appears to have been solved with the arrest of a man in Miami.
The Trial began on March 5, 2004.
Zapata, a painter, a poet, filled her songs with raw emotion. Her voice was so powerful. It gives me chills every time I hear the music. Her death left a cavernous hole in the music scene.
I seriously hope this guy rots in hell and gets the death penatly. A brutal raping in his ass with a blunt object and razors sticking out would make me just as happy.
RIP Mia.
*****************************************
The Gits - Precious Blood
There are these things I want the most
but they are usually one step furthest from my reach
Oh, but they always stand close enough
to take me to the next fuckin drink
Cause when it cuts, it really does
my soul spills the blood
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I'm gonna need a little more one day
Sometimes. I just want to know
faster than my precious blood will let me roll
Is it real or tell me is it wrong
to keep these dreams strongest in my mind?
Cause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babeh
like when I go to touch you,
you're the furthest from me
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I 'm gonna get me get me get a little more one day
Oh, it's laying tired in me. it does
and when I see It there it makes me wanna..
it's laying tired In me, it does, when I see it there it's all I can do to stare it in the face
Even the hours hold heavy on me
even the hours just hold the pain
and even the times get heavy, little weak
even the hours just hold the pain, there is no gain
all in all it comes back to me
With every sip of poison that I taste
it's only hurting me and nobody else
when it lies to me, it's the strongest in my mind
Cause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babeh
like when I go to touch you,
you're the furthest from me
don't know how long it's gonna take
but I 'm gonna get me
get me
a little more one day
*****************************************
More mp3's
- Seaweed
- While you're twisting, I'm still breathing
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I'm back ..as in the area of your journal ..and ..I was thinking ..you know ..I want to see you dance.
'Cause hear you can really "cut a rug."
Holy hell, I got to chill out on the agressive partying!
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