Darkness, Darkness, be my pillow
Take my head and let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep
Darkness, darkness, hide my yearning
For the things I cannot see
Keep my mind from constant turning
To the things I cannot be
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away the pain of knowing
Fill the emptiness with light
Emptiness with light now
Darkness, darkness, long and lonesome
Is the day that brings me here
I have felt the edge of sadness
I have known the depths of fear
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away this pain of knowing
Fill this emptiness with light now
Emptiness with light now
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away this pain of knowing
Fill this emptiness with light now
Oh with light now.
Darkness, Darkness, be my pillow
Take my head and let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep
In the silence of your deep
In the - oh oh yeah
In the summer baby
come on come on come on baby...
- Jessie Collin Young (Later covered by Robert Plant) -- "Darkness, Darkness"
So many problems... so much to do...
I think I'll just sit and play Half Life 2 instead of dealing with all that. At least for now.
Hey, if I don't kill all the head crabs and zombies, or stop these freaky-evil combine soldiers, who will? You won't be saying I'm irresponsible when an antlion warrior comes running down your street. You'll be saying:
"Dr. Freeman, Dr. Freeman! Gordon where are you? We need you!"
And I'll be all like:
"Sorry, gotta pack my bags and finish cleaning out my shit. You're just gonna have to die."
Think about that before you judge me.
...
I'm such a nerd.
The day is fast approaching when I shall unleash myself upon the unsuspecting city of Los Angeles.
Wait'll they get a load of me... somebody'll be getting my load. I guarantee. They might not want it, but they'll get it...
This weekend is going to suck. I had plans, but I won't end up doing anything. I'm down to bare minimums on my money. I still need to put another $50 into my car before i can sell it. I got one friend that owes me $50 and another that should be getting me either $250 or $300 today. If I don't get that money, I'm fucked. But if I do, maybe I'll get a little wasted this weekend.
I plan on going around and taking a bunch of pictures. Get some of the swamps around my house, the Mississippi river, the back side of the levee where I got up to so many shenanigans.
Yes, shenanigans.
I want some pics of the French Quarter, but I don't think I'll go up there. I might. I dunno. I don't like going by myself, and neither one of my friends are going to want to go. We're all broke. And I don't like the Quarter anyway. It's only ever fun with Urblueygrl and SexyBeast. And even then, I'm just not much for bars and clubs and crowds and shit.
I plan on going to River Town and getting some pics of that. Lots of old memories from there.
Hey, I've got to have something to bore people with when I get to California.
All I'll have are pictures of home and that tattoo on my dick that does like the folding things on the back of Mad Magazine...
It's really funny. Everyone laughs. Though, now I'm not sure if they're laughing at the tattoo or my tiny, tiny penis.
But seriously, I think these pictures will be really important to me. When I was driving 18-wheelers cross-country, I realized that I get to miss home pretty bad.
I won't miss the 'skeeters and cockroaches, though. I fucking hate them.
But when I was in Tenessee getting my CDL, it was pretty funny watching all these yankees complaining about the heat and mosquitos. They didn't know the half of it. Try going out side at night in the middle of summer right on the edge of a swamp. Those damn 'skeeters'll carry you're ass away.
Okay. I need to find something else to do to kill time, now. I think I'll jump on that HL2...
Don't you wish you had this cool of a life?
Take my head and let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep
Darkness, darkness, hide my yearning
For the things I cannot see
Keep my mind from constant turning
To the things I cannot be
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away the pain of knowing
Fill the emptiness with light
Emptiness with light now
Darkness, darkness, long and lonesome
Is the day that brings me here
I have felt the edge of sadness
I have known the depths of fear
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away this pain of knowing
Fill this emptiness with light now
Emptiness with light now
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket
Cover me with the endless night
Take away this pain of knowing
Fill this emptiness with light now
Oh with light now.
Darkness, Darkness, be my pillow
Take my head and let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep
In the silence of your deep
In the - oh oh yeah
In the summer baby
come on come on come on baby...
- Jessie Collin Young (Later covered by Robert Plant) -- "Darkness, Darkness"
So many problems... so much to do...
I think I'll just sit and play Half Life 2 instead of dealing with all that. At least for now.
Hey, if I don't kill all the head crabs and zombies, or stop these freaky-evil combine soldiers, who will? You won't be saying I'm irresponsible when an antlion warrior comes running down your street. You'll be saying:
"Dr. Freeman, Dr. Freeman! Gordon where are you? We need you!"
And I'll be all like:
"Sorry, gotta pack my bags and finish cleaning out my shit. You're just gonna have to die."
Think about that before you judge me.
...
I'm such a nerd.
The day is fast approaching when I shall unleash myself upon the unsuspecting city of Los Angeles.
Wait'll they get a load of me... somebody'll be getting my load. I guarantee. They might not want it, but they'll get it...
This weekend is going to suck. I had plans, but I won't end up doing anything. I'm down to bare minimums on my money. I still need to put another $50 into my car before i can sell it. I got one friend that owes me $50 and another that should be getting me either $250 or $300 today. If I don't get that money, I'm fucked. But if I do, maybe I'll get a little wasted this weekend.
I plan on going around and taking a bunch of pictures. Get some of the swamps around my house, the Mississippi river, the back side of the levee where I got up to so many shenanigans.
Yes, shenanigans.
I want some pics of the French Quarter, but I don't think I'll go up there. I might. I dunno. I don't like going by myself, and neither one of my friends are going to want to go. We're all broke. And I don't like the Quarter anyway. It's only ever fun with Urblueygrl and SexyBeast. And even then, I'm just not much for bars and clubs and crowds and shit.
I plan on going to River Town and getting some pics of that. Lots of old memories from there.
Hey, I've got to have something to bore people with when I get to California.
All I'll have are pictures of home and that tattoo on my dick that does like the folding things on the back of Mad Magazine...
It's really funny. Everyone laughs. Though, now I'm not sure if they're laughing at the tattoo or my tiny, tiny penis.
But seriously, I think these pictures will be really important to me. When I was driving 18-wheelers cross-country, I realized that I get to miss home pretty bad.
I won't miss the 'skeeters and cockroaches, though. I fucking hate them.
But when I was in Tenessee getting my CDL, it was pretty funny watching all these yankees complaining about the heat and mosquitos. They didn't know the half of it. Try going out side at night in the middle of summer right on the edge of a swamp. Those damn 'skeeters'll carry you're ass away.
Okay. I need to find something else to do to kill time, now. I think I'll jump on that HL2...
Don't you wish you had this cool of a life?
I have to agree with your priorities; kill the flesh eating monsters, then pack.