monkeybutt

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so i was rejected in my most recent friend request. i understand the reasons but it was a little sad because i choose them so carefully- i'm very discriminating about who i request friendship from.

eli is my current fave friend, as she invites me to cross-country dinners all the time. all of you others that have accepted my requests are awesome too and totally rock.

ok, i'm going to leave this journal entry up a while. whosoever happens to drop by, hello! please note whether or not you would like me to put some photos up of my actual self so's ya'll can see what i look like, or note if you do not care whether or not i do this. either way is fine with me.

whereforeartthou, andromeda?

everyone should have nori every once in a while. in fact, that'd be a good name for a beautiful asian suicide girl.

i am ready to make some real money, so i'm going to go take some lessons to do so.

bye for now.

7-20

here, i didn't write these lyrics. go find what album they're on and add it to your collection. it's worth it.

The big sky

They look down
At the ground,
Missing.
But I never go in now.

I'm looking at the Big Sky.
I'm looking at the Big Sky now.
I'm looking at the Big Sky.
You never really understood me.
You never really tried.

That cloud, that cloud--
Looks like Ireland.
C'mon and blow it a kiss now,
But quick,

'Cause it's changing in the Big Sky,
It's changing in the Big Sky now.
We're looking at the Big Sky.
You never understood me.
You never really tried.

This cloud, this cloud--
Says 'Noah,
C'mon and build me an Ark.'
And if you're coming, jump,
'Cause

We're leaving with the Big Sky.
We're leaving with the Big Sky.
And we pause for the jets--
hup! hup!--in the Big Sky!

You want my reply?
What was the question?
I was looking at the Big Sky.

Tell 'em, sisters!

'Rolling over like a great big cloud,
Rolling over with the Big Sky!
Rolling over like a great big cloud,
Rolling over with the Big Sky!'


later still:

oh, and please remember, everyone, be afraid! don't go outside. it's us or them. bring them on. the enemy is at the gates. they hate us because we love freedom!

http://www.ready.gov/


7-21

here, more lyrics fun:

When you were young you were the King of carrot flowers,
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees,
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all round your feet.

And your Mum would stick a fork right into Daddys shoulder,
And Dad would throw the garbage all across the floor,
As we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for.

And this is the room one afternoon I knew I could love you,
And from above you how I sank into your soul,
Into that secret place where no-one dares to go.

And your mum would drink until she was no longer speaking,
And Dad would dream of all the different ways to die,
Each one a little more than he could dare to try

later...still later...


inside with all of your transparent sin
pulling my mouth from your darkening skin
longing for all of your lies to begin

outside the light feeling everything end
drinking down fermented fluids, my friends
no one exists as Ive tried to pretend

dreams broken framework snow falling round
endless confusion my walls coming down
endlessly baring my soul with no sound

will I be safe with the demons intact
will the past sit down silent stay huddled in black
but still raise its head when my artistry lacks

stupid conundrum silly damn game
pain pleasure birth death sex one and the same
giving my love my soul with no shame