| Help a brother out? |
[18 Sep 2007|10:12pm] |
Hey everyone, I know I don't really use this but I have a special circumstance.
I need you, yes you!
I know filling out surveys and stuff is a drag but I promise this thing isn't too bad and it will go a long, long way for me. I need a new computer and if I get 18 people to do this thing I get one. Free.
Here's how it works:
1. Go here: http://www.notebooks4free.com/default.aspx?r=902787
2. Sign up at notebooks4free.com. No email address or anything is required plus they're 100% anti-spam anyway.
3. Once you sign up complete any of the free offers. I suggest Fastweb, it finds scholarships. If you start an ebay account and bid on any item, that works too.
4. After you complete the offer just click "I completed this offer."
If any of you actually do this (PLEASE!) I will be that much closer to a Mac Book. If any of you love me, take 5 minutes out of your busy internet day. If you're super badass make your friends and neighbors do it too!
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| New Poem |
[21 Jan 2007|03:41pm] |
Ghost of Etiquette
Cogs grind behind a fluttering veil.
Her fuel burns dark under spider silk and ghost lace.
As she flits across the dining hall,
I‘ve seen your teenage daughter shake;
a ghost of etiquette still warm.
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[08 Nov 2006|12:06am] |
I want to start reading again. I don't read enough these days and it needs to end. I intend to get back on my literary feet.
my ear itches.
Things are very good, but they could always be better. Now that I'm in position I need to pounce. I need to pursue the things I want to do: write and create and plan. And with a circle of supporting friends and allies, the love of a special girl and some stronger willpower I think I can go somewhere.
I think I'll turn my back for a moment on my convictions. This is a prayer, To whatever cosmic force is shaping the universe. I don't want any help, I just don't want any blows. The platform I'm on is sturdy and I need it to stay this way. I know there will be hardships in my life; I'd like to keep them few and far between. Things are good and I think they will remain.
amen.
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| stereo or... |
[30 Oct 2006|10:02am] |
probably getting tested for mono today.
my throat continues to improve very little.
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| My throat hurts so bad I can't sleep. |
[29 Oct 2006|05:11am] |
it's 5 am.
I have taken lots of advil and tylenol with codiene. cloraseptic is worthless.
I can't even swallow water without retching.
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[12 Sep 2006|08:29am] |
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she's fuhlawless
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| I will carry you home in my teeth |
[05 Sep 2006|11:33am] |
I try to write here sometimes but lately everytime I try to write something about what my life has been like this past month I pick up my guitar instead.
I can only try to say it in music, and usually that still isn't glorious enough.
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[09 Aug 2006|01:35am] |
I don't know how to start this one out. It's not really about anything that's happened. The things that happen are good stories for friends but I don't ever really want to put them here. This is about what I'm thinking.
I'm thinking that I'm satisfyed right now. For the most part anyway. I have love in my heart, songs in my head and some money in my pocket. I'm young and healthy. It's pretty fucking beautiful out here, all around me. My room, my neighborhood, the grass and trees and sky. We all take it for granted.
I don't need to go to Tuson anymore. I actually thought a lot about it though. It was a totally escapist fantasy but I lived in it for a little while. I'm happy to live here though.
Somehow when we drove with Andrew out of Friday's I felt like I was seeing Frederick though his eyes. The eyes of someone who's been far away. It made me sad too, I love this town. It was like I was happy to be back somewhere I'd never left. I don't know if it was any big thing for Andrew but it seemed important to me.
I guess the point is I'm happy to be here.
On so many different levels.
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| she's just a bitch with a golden chain |
[04 Aug 2006|04:39pm] |
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I just sort of feel like updating.
Work was decent today, I think I'm going to have to quit soon though. My mom doesn't want me to work there during the school year. I wouldn't really mind quitting to be honest.
sorry this hasen't been even a remotely neccessary update; I'm just waiting for Kristine to call me.
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| you're it...no, you're it |
[04 Aug 2006|02:36am] |
sonic youth gets really good after 2 am. I started on Sister but I always end up comming back to Daydream Nation eventually. It's a magic album. I can't describe it any other way.
I have my fingers crossed for an interesting friday. Work in the afternoon but then anything could happen.
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| 9 08 |
[03 Aug 2006|09:08am] |
sorry about the messages.
cleaned up. matt left.
brian is asleep. basment is still a mess.
i don't know why I'm checking this / posting.
have a good day everyone.
going back to sleep,
- Jack
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| Bailey > Ice Cream |
[31 Jul 2006|01:46am] |
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I'm talking to Bailey right now on the phone and she's as awesome as ice cream (maybe more so)
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| Stuck a pin in your back-bone |
[06 Jul 2006|01:43pm] |
I'm sitting in my room not really doing anything. It's about 2 o'Clock and Brian just left to go home. I don't really have shit to do before work (which is going fairly well).
I recentally was sort of spun onto my side. I mean that in a good way really. It's hard for me to explain how I feel. I'm sitting here trying to but nothing is comming out how I want it to. I'll just say that I'm happy and I have high hopes for future happiness to come.
I like having faith.
maybe more on this later.
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[30 Jun 2006|01:40pm] |
So I think I got a job at Isabella's. I'm going in for "training" tonight at five. Hopefully that all works out. Money is gonna be so nice.
In other news... Emily scored 27 points on the song connector so I am currentally strategizing to beat her.
gotta go buy shoes.
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[29 Jun 2006|10:53am] |
Okay so Emily did this first but I'm going to give it a shot. Let's see if I can beat 8.5 points.
The object is to start with one song (title or lyric) and see how many you can connect.
1. Harriet's got a song - Ben Kweller
2. Song for the Dead - Queens of the Stoneage
3. Death on the Stairs - The Libertines
4. Stairway to heaven - Led Zeplin
5. Sheep go to Heaven - CAKE
6. Sheep in Shepards Clothing - Wilderness
7. Falling Through your Clothes - The New Pornographers
8. Rockets Fall on Rocket Falls - Godspeed you Black Emperor
9. Bottle Rocket - The Go! Team
10. The Purple Bottle - Animal Collective
11. Purple Toupee - They Might be Giants
12. Long Haired Child - Devendra Banhart
13. Your Children are Waiting for You to Die - McLusky
14. Already Died - The Eagles of Death Metal
15. Since You're Up Already - The Joggers
16. Since K Got Over Me - The Clientele
17. Walking Over You - David Thomas Broughton
18. Walking To Do - Ted Leo and The Pharmacists
19. Got to do it - Andrew W.K.
20. Hariet's Got a Song - Ben Kweller
Okay, 20's the score to beat. Also, I think I deserve a bonus for starting and ending on the same song.
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| huh? |
[28 Jun 2006|04:31am] |
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Why am I awake at 4:30?
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| Professor Gilly's Short List (and three way tie) |
[25 Jun 2006|04:28am] |
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Wilderness |
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Prolouge: Professor Gilly is laying down to sleep
in cream, cream, cream webs.
Enwrapped in rapture and tangled in tangible pleasures
(cups of fresh coffee, chineese flowers)
he will dream the big one.
I. Love
I. Intrigue
I. Pussy
I. [wild dark-hearts crackle and graggle]
void tempo!
void reason!
[give bitches their streets and clocks; leave geese the sky ]
void diction!
void freedom!
[in decedant error thou shalt triumph]
void direction!
embrace peaches!
I. on speaking in the dark:
it would be reasonable to suggest that since I have not slept I am tired.
(we) (we are tired)
still,
each word > word + word (words)
it would be reasonable to suggest that broken bottle glass spells bottles.
(necessary) /\
(broken)
I. [thou shalt consume what thou can not apply]
dear soft person,
falling through is like swimming in russian milk.
I am in control. Please unwrap.
(for the love of god)
((money))
Epilouge: Professor Gilly is waking up
on a couch.
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| Dayyyyy 6 |
[17 Jun 2006|08:15am] |
This is to be the mother of all days. This is to be the last day.
Last night went pretty well, tantrums aside, and I'm praying we got everything we needed. The woods are so fucking scary at night. I hope that translates well onto film.
Okee dokee, gotta go to work.
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| Haywire |
[13 Jun 2006|10:59pm] |
The door snaps-
These satalite bitches in my room won't stop for anything and I don't even ask anymore
for water or shelter or peace of mind,
piece of mind,
piece of mine.
mutual masturbation-
ego
stroking ego
stroking ego
and on,
and on.
Ad nauseum.
radio's nailgunned to transformers stapled to pictures of plasma screen t.v.'s
57" screen (fits the livingroom, at an angle)
answered by a computer and left alone only in sleepless, sinewy night.
air that smells like peanut butter and ghosts.
dreams lag, pulled in rickshaw transit mode
the fineness of it all sinks, settles and sells to the bottom (top).
bottle top
razor wire crystal gleaming in the dull florescent glow.
screen screams, scene seen
- jack
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