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her voice sounds so happy now, and i'm almost scared to go back.
thistle:
i think of them as a joke. i know nothing of skrewdriver.
corvus_pdx:
Women can be sppoky.
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i can't sing as high as Chris Cornell, i can't sing as controlled as Terence Trent D'Arby, i can't play bass like Phil Lynott or write songs like Matt Davis, i can't play guitar like John Vanderslice, and don't even think of trying to parallel his arrangements, i can't feel what i'm playing, i don't sound like any of my heroes, or even like a...
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lindex:
um, can we just play or what biotch wink
I will see you tommorrow weather you like it or not.
heh, I am drunk its fun.
thistle:
i love anal cunt. i don't look like dita von teese but i still pose naked. you should punch one of those dave matthews-sounding-indy-haircut-wearing-smug-mother-fuckers in the face and then they will know the true meaning of punk rock. what the fuck are they doing in your club anyway? at least it isn't stoned rap-rock-reggae made by drunk white frat boys. or is it? that is what my town has recently been cursed with. goddamn sublime!
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i wrote this in february on someone's couch.

i used to do it like this, half-dead love notes begun and cast aside
brimming over with want and woe and little else, ignoring the larger injustice of my next breath in favor of the inaudible twang of shattered dreams. i used to do it like this, naked, pressed to the linouleum, dreaming for an ending with...
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(Pretentious political rant. Please read the entry before this.)

It's far too soon to determine whether or not the capture of Saddam Hussein will have any effect on the presidential race this year.

First off, I realize this is taking a few liberties with what may or may not be the truth, but I think it's logisitcally sound to assume that Saddam Hussein hasn't been...
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i saw it again walking over the Burnside Bridge, rain cutting my face with needlethin drops that gathered in my hair and slowly crept downward, the water so cold it felt like a slight burn as the wind chapped my skin on the open road. the muddy Willamette beneath me looked still in parts, rippled and timeless, as the city loomed above it with its...
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KBOO tomorrow.

Dante's tonight.

I wonder how I'll get there, and how I'll get home.

I should call Lindex.
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see, the funny thing is that when someone calls you a misogynist, it's like someone calling you a racist, it's not something you can just flatly deny, even if you'd be telling the truth. (SG heads look at my last entry for the beginning of this thought thread; LJ heads will probably be able to see where I'm working from.)

the truth is that, regardless...
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lindex:
The truth as I see is that none of us however "phenomenally-empowered" (out of context) or correct in any one subject is qualified to pass judgement on another.
Does that mean we dont do it, sometimes.
Does that mean we do it all the time, sometimes.
We are human and part of our nature (in repect to curiosity and what drives us to discover) is to constantly experiment with combinations of assumptions and manners of handling those assumptions to discover the most efficient way to meet our own agendas.
This is not wrong but merely survival, because of this opinion I am free to fogive people for being morons smile
morgan:
If you're a misogynist, then somewhere along the line I must have lost my ability to read people, because I read you as someone with a kind heart who would never hate, discriminate, or disrespect based on gender.

And since I refuse to believe that I've lost my reading-people-ability, I'll have to say:

whoever called you a misogynist is full of shit.
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forgive my rashness, my sentence structure, syntax, and logic are going to fail because i am, ultimately, not thinking, but i was called a misogynist last night and am currently working it out in my head, because when someone makes a concrete statement about me, particularly a person i do not like, i pay attention to it, because i try to come up with the...
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all my friends is bitches and ho's, i can't lie, all my friends is bitches and hoes and the nose knows this, it sniffs the scent of fresh pussy and shows this in an image only my first and second eyes can see, call it a sexagram, the streets they swell with lust and if it's not for me i'll just buy it all away.......
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a couple days ago, i was chit-chatting with my grandfather about his own interpersonal communication style, noting his silence and humility.

"well," he said, shrugging as he wiped the kitchen counter, "i've always found that, the more a person speaks, the more likely they are to reveal what they don't know rather than what they do know. i try to stick to that philosophy."

i...
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black_tar_heroin:
I READ YOU WHOLE JOURNAL ENTRY.
lindex:
omfg wtf dude this journal entry so offends me, you wanna make out?
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workout at PSU, dinner at the Kennedy School, dessert at the Pied Cow...

not even the usual legions of pretentious hipsters could ruin my night.

being uncool has its perks.
disdain:
interesting...