r and j

and, when i shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars. and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun. oh, i have bought the mansion of a love, but not possessed it. and though i am sold, not yet enjoyed. so tedious is this day, as is the night before some festival to an impatient child that hath new robes and may not wear them...

maybe its just the fumes

maybe its just the fumes

i have a new found appreciation for rumble strips on the highway.

And as I drive away
Her memories here to stay
Her deep blue eyes have left me in a trance

i crossed my fingers until they broke.

i crossed my fingers until they broke.

as you stood there smiling and beautiful, you dropped your hat. i dove head first into the puddle at your feet and caught it before you had the chance to feel loss. so hand in hand, we worked it out and made everything right again.

and now, as i stand where you once stood, lonely and worthless my hat was dropped. i watched it in that puddle at my feet, getting wetter by the second. i watched it dry, blow away in the wind, down the road and out of sight. so i put my hands in my pockets.

everybody gets one, but this isn't mine. don't even consider it.

but i was scared to death of eternity
i was saved by grace but destroyed by naivety.

i never got a glass to start with

i never got a glass to start with

so moneen, and alexis, and raising the fawn, and bedouin soundclash rocked last night. i had a wonderful evening, so much fun. but oh so tired afterwards. i think thats all i have... yep. yep it is.

why dont we go somewhere only we know

why dont we go somewhere only we know

christmas is balls. im sorry to anyone who thinks its the greaetest, but think about it, you have to be pleasant all the time, you have to see people you really could care less about, and theres four hundred church things you have to go to. mind you, ive gotten some pretty sweet gifts so far. nighmare before christmas is the coolest, you were right... hahaah. and i got myself brandy beans. one of the greatest chocolates ever. and i just realized, its only one more day till alexisonfire and moneen, this is awesome. maybe christmas will end up kicking ass as usual.

i love the colourful clothes you wear

i love the colourful clothes you wear

so i was walking down to yonge street today, and i saw a guy wearing sandles, not even with socks. it amazed me, i could not have done that, it was so cold. but then i went inside some stores and i was warm again. one of the store i was in, the clerk accidentally gave soem lady the wrong bag, and she was walkign down the street adn the owner (who looked like quasi modo) was all like "you idiots, go get her, fix this" ahaha, i had a good laugh. and that was my day, so far. not to much, since i woke up around one. it was awesome.

im waiting for you to say you do

im waiting for you to say you do

for some reason the other day my computer went wierd. all the text on web pages is double the size it is supposed to be, and i dont know why. but, on a lighter note, i will be giving away signed copies for christmas. i know none of you can wait. but you have to, im sorry, thats just the way it has to be. otherwise people would get signed copies early, and it would be chaos. anyways, my day was horrible. so bad, that i would have rather been drowning in a pool full of ladybugs all day long. and.. thats all i have to say, except for "die white girls" ahahaha.

woah, you moved and got big

woah, you moved and got big

today i finished up my last two projects, got a 78 on one, and the other i dont know, but i got an A on my first exam. im not looking forward to tuesday though, three exams, it is going to be hell. but a plus is that i get wednesday off. so thats good. and then alexisonfuckingfire on monday. i dont know how im going to be able to wait for it much longer. AHHHHHHHHH only a week left. so close. it'll be even better because no one there will be listening to jay-z. hahahahaha. yeah, that was just for you. i want to thank nicole for doing that last post for me, i havent felt like doing them lately, so she did. hahah.

it’s you and me on a monday
the lies that we told
this is where we both go numb now

hey jay guess what i love you

what the hell are you waiting forrrrr?

iljbhitgpe. nowuttiwiwi. ljgliolangf. iay, ihym.



i don't know what you take me as, or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has.

i wish you better then your heart desires

i wish you better then your heart desires

i slept on my floor last night, best sleep i ever had. and then today i made a snowman on my balcony, granted its only a foot tall.. its still a snowman. hahah. nearly done all my projects, i'll be so happy when im done, i am going to treat myself to swiss chalet. i love it. i also annihilated my first exam today, it was good. i hope all of my exams are this easy. anyways.... ihyk,yatgge

And as the summers ending,
the cold air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
as the alcohol drained the days.

if she weren't so god damn pretty, she'd be mine

if she weren't so god damn pretty, she'd be mine

coffee means a good morning. even though its 2 already. went to the keg mansion last night, it is the best food. i swear. you have to go there. then went to the bike show in toronto. so many sweet bikes. i need to win the lottery so i can have them all. it was wierd though, so many bikes at the show had a smaller engine then mine, but they looked way bigger and were definitly heavier. odd. oh well. so i gotta finish up three projects this weekend. it is going to suck assssssssss. i hate them. i'll just sit here all day and listen to cat stevens.

And I can't keep it in,
I can't hide it and I can't lock it away.
I'm up for your love, love heats my blood,
blood spins my head, and my head falls in love, oh.

little girls pointing and laughing

little girls pointing and laughing

yes, thats right, i have tickets to ALEXISONFIRE, and the second best part. they are playing with MONEEN. i mean, come on, this rules. pretty much, that was the purpose of this post. so yeah.....

"Smile for the camera sweet heart, I really want to immortalize this moment"
But just remember the first step in forgetting is destroying all the evidence.

take a deep breath in the smoking section

take a deep breath in the smoking section

today was the biggest waste, i was going to work on my projects, but its almost 11 and i havent even touched them. its not going to be fun when i actually get to them the day before they're due. oh well.

i called you again tonight, even though you were out. i did it so that when you get home your little brother can tell you "he called again". im begining to think he hates it, but i know you dont, and thats why i always call when your gone.

desperate to hear his name on your breath

desperate to hear his name on your breath

this weekend was pretty sweet, i was barely home at all. so sweet. and the whole being nineteen. so sweet. im trying to find a song by the police, but so far no luck. i tried a couple downloads, but it doesnt work. actually ive got one thats just taking a while. hopefully its not a piece of shit version. anyways... i think im going to snag marks guitar now..

i can tell by the sound of your voice
that you probably slept in your clothes again
and haven't left the house all day
you're writing in your diary about how things just never seem to work out
and this time came closer than ever before

they kiss, why that looks so unique

they kiss, why that looks so unique

there were objects so peculiar, they were not to be believed.
all around were things to tantalize my brain.
its a world unlike anything ive ever seen.
and as hard as i try, i cant seem to describe, like the most improbable dream.
but you must believe when i tell you this.
its as real as my skull, and it DOES exist.
here, let me show you...

god damn i love the nightmare before christmas. i wish i could wander througha forest and find a tree that would take me to a completely new world. or, maybe id just rather have no arms. things seem to be much better without them. someone to be with all of the time. making music with conor as well. and flying with my best gal. yes, that is what i want.

a dream with no colour, well why even bother

a dream with no colour, well why even bother

i saw santa today, and a bunch of other things. but.... helena and nicole couldnt come, so for that they suck. and now everyone knows. hahah, not actually though. you guys rule, your just to cool for me, hahah.

sometimes it is easier to tell someone you care about how you feel by using someone elses words. a line from a song, a poem you read, or the line from the movie that always gets the girl. thats not to say it is the best way, it is just easier then trying to put your own feelings to words or into actions. please let this mean something to someone. i know it does to me, but i also know that i will continue to steal the nice line, or clever anecdotes to try and impress a girl

creep up and tell me that you love me more each time you look into my eyes

i loved you, and I should have said it

i loved you, and I should have said it

if you ever see her lying / hurt, dont just stare. please get up, get up, get up, get up and help her. and then check her pulse and give her air and then listen and breathe and keep checking and checking and checking her heart. dont drive away, dont leave her this way. dont drive away again. i could never say the things that kept me up. just lay there listening to your wispering. maybe you were supposed to help me learn to love you more. help me to notice how we're different, different, different and all right. dont drive away, dont leave her this way. theres not enough hours in our days. dont drive away, dont drive away, dont walk out on her again.

ps. if you want a sticker from the band gratitude, who wrote that song, called drive away, just ask me, i'll hook you up, we took like a hundred of them. ive also got a few cd's if you want one, with that song on it, and one other called last. its so good.

JEW RULES, oh man it was the greatest when they came out for an encore and played an acoustic version of hear you me. OH WAIT, that fucking didnt happen. pieces of shit. i wanted to hear ONE fucking song. oh well. i'll sit here and listen to it on repeat for hours.

your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out

your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out

and some of the things he did just disturbed people. all his joking and playing but no one ever laughed. they just ignored him and tried to carry on. until one day he noticed no one cared. he started acting all depressed and contemplated death. no one tried to reassure, they wanted him gone. they thought he should rot in hell for his jokes about women.

does he kiss your eyelids in the morning?
does he know that place below your neck?
does he lay awake listening to your breath?

it let to the battle that ultimately destroyed us

it let to the battle that ultimately destroyed us

since when did bands advertise their songs on billboards and posters? and why of all the bands to do this did it have to be U2, worst. well.. it rained for a bit today, that was sweet, i love walking around in the rain, especially if its nice out like today was. good stuff. alright, this baffles me. i go to my class, which is supposed to be five hours long, im there for maybe 2. while im there i stand around for probably half of it, or help other people. so an hour of work a class. and im still up to speed with the rest of the class, and even ahead of a bunch. how is this possible? tell me. well...? how? that is my query for the day. haha, query.
will you never rest, fighting the battle of who could care less?

its to scary to die, im gunna have to be burried alive..

its to scary to die, im gunna have to be burried alive..

WILLIAM HUNG IS FUCKING CRAP, how the hell did he get famous, he is horrid. it blows my mind. gah. seriously. i guess no one can be as good as taking back sunday. haha. well, tonight, i listened to a hellofalot of music, it was so sweet. i also had the longest conversation ive had in a long time, it was fun. and i just noticed im not listening to music right now, well, theres some on in the background, but its not right by me, so the silence is nice. i think i might actually try and not fall asleep to music tonight. actually, that will never happen, oh well. im sorry, music is just that good. screw everyone who doesnt agree. i really just want it to be the end of the month already, take long enough. haha. i told you home boy, you cant touch this..

it's not that i don't trust you, i just know what you've been up to

it's not that i don't trust you, i just know what you've been up to

you do not understand how amazing taking back sunday was. almost right away i was about four people from the front, it was so sweet. until i got sacked in the stomache, i felt sick after that, so i went to the side, but it was alright, because thats where a bunch of cool people like nicole were. oh, and me and nicole went on a mission, and we saw some chick from much music, but not a regular vj, she was from some show, i think its take over. but it was cool. i definitely want to see them again. gah, i gotta go, do important stuff, not really, its halo, but still, fuck off

im finding out, cheating gets it faster

im finding out, cheating gets it faster

so.. tuesday eh.... what a shitty day, 2 midterms, one at the beginning and one at the end, which sucks alot because i usually skip either the first or last class on tuesdays. and now i have to work on a project i barely started thats due on thursday. and im not doing it at all, i got about 8 lines, then msn distracted me, so ive been on that for a while now. i swear, the internet is the devil. oh well, i'll just stay up later and work on it. mark and bryan are watchign shrek 2, and i have to admit, its not bad from what im overhearing, but im not really watching it, so it could be horrible, or amazing, i just dont know.
wow, i just realized that i forgot this window was still open, i started writing this all like an hour ago. i hear ricki martin, and its horrible, stupid movie. gah. i'll just have to turn jakalope up, ha, jakalope, i dotn even knowf i really like it. i think i do, just because its something so different from what ive been listening to for so long. well, im going to get back to my project.

cheese is not funny! jesus christ! what do you not understand?

cheese is not funny! jesus christ! what do you not understand?

It was the perfect night, then you had to go and ruin it with a kiss. nowI'm trapped inside here, the innocence we held once so carelessly has been suffocated in this breathless moment.

anyways, now for something that isnt rise against. actually no, i found thier cd in my other cd player, so now im happy and ive listened to it alot. yeah.... my weekend was pretty sweet, i started with 15 hours of sleep thursday night, i loved it. then party at ademas, then to the airport saturday. chilled with my aunt and uncle from b.c. that night. my dad actually brought cubans back, but small ones, so im just going to have to smoke all of them. speaking of smoking......

psssssssst. helena only sort of rocks.

time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go

saw green day tonight. it was so fun. sugarcult opened, and played memory, my favorite song from them. and also ben from billy talent came on and played a song with them. it was so cool. then new found glory played, which was alright. then green day. who were amazing. the played most of the new album, and some classics, and some queen for some reason. the coolest was about halfway through their set, billie joe says "alright, we're making a new band. we need a drum player, a bass player, and a guitar player" so he pulls up three guys and they play the song, at the end billie joe says to the guitar guy "you just won yourself a guitar" it was so sweet. i need to learn guitar so that can be me. haha. i wish. definitely a great way to end a day. especially better then the way it began. i woke up at around 10:15, and im like "holy fuck" because my class started at eight, and i thought we had a midterm today. so i was all worried until i got to school and found out its next week.

a sip of wine chased with cyanide

a sip of wine chased with cyanide

welcome to snot city, population: me. i hate being sick. its balls. maybe i should get a flu shot so i dont get sick. or not. yeah, so i was driving today, and its all construction on my road, so its down to one lane, and i was driving beside an excavator tractor thing, and it was pulling on some pipe, and then its brake line or somethign exploded, and i got red shit all over my car. so i have yet to make it back down to the parking garage to clean it off. but right after it happened, i was like "fuckers" then i did the whole wipers deal, and it just smeared everywhere, i couldnt see a thing, it was scary, cause i was still going kinda fast. but.. i didnt die, so i guess thats a plus. or not. ha.

cold hearts (for tired souls)

cold hearts (for tired souls)
cold hands (for tired hearts)

i fucking love daylight savings. tonight was actually pretty sweet. i saw the grudge, its scary. but good scary. and killed probably half a pack over the night. i also played some risk, and kicked ass. yea thats right. i won. go blue. yeah.. so im trying to redo this site, and i cant figure out how to get the goddamn background picture to not move. i can get the picture on, but it moves, or it doesnt show up at all and fucks up everything else. i needs velma to help. she can be my savior. actually, she's going to have to fight mark for that. if there actually is a free used show at sam the record man. that woul dbe so cool. especially since i dont think im going to end up going to the show at the kool haus. since no one can go. damn them. yeah, so i saw a really cool thing this morning, i was driving back home from the airport at around 4 in the morning, and its all foggy out, and this fire truck flies past me. a couple minutes later i see it on the side of the road next to a ginormous pile of burning asphalt or something, with flames probably twenty feet in the air. it was so wierd. i wish i had a picture of it. i wonder how it got there. and how did it catch fire? very odd. anyways, that was my morning and night. anyways.... i have got to get to work on this damn autocad project.

i bled all over this page

i bled all over this page

man i had to start doing my field placement for shool today, it was hardcore. within an hour of being there i had a blister pop on my thumb. it sucked. stupid raking gravel. oh well, i got to demolish part of a brick wall. good stuff. i got dirty as hell though. mostly from a pipe that the plumber needed to move, all my other work was just regular mostly clean work. like cutting wood, and nailing it to a floor, or opening for stars. yeah, so much detial, im more writing this for me so i dont forget, because i have to write a report for school on all the work i do this week. pretty gay. but.. one week of work gets me a credit, so i cant complain. and i get to end my week with THE USED.. yeah kick ass. i have to get tix from a scalper thogh, i hope they dont charge me like five hundred dollars. that woudl suck, and i'd be like "FUCK YOU" and grab the tix and run like hell, and he'd send his team of homeless people after me, and then they'd try to eat me, like zombies. come to think of it, homeless people are a lot like zombies. but i dont want to go into detail... so i wont, ha, fuck you. but yes, back to the used, they are playing on sunday at the kool haus, and it should be awesome. the used... on halloween.... can it get any better? i didnt think so.

give 'em hell, kid!!!

give 'em hell, kid!!!

so... MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE kicked fucking ass. i got one person short of front and center. so good. lost my glasses though, still, very worth it. a very good show. all the bands ruled, and it was a blast. probably my new favorite concert, yea... i think it topped dashboard. and that wasnt easy. anyways. thats all i had to say. im off to drink.

i want to add this before i forget what all happened at the concert. so this next part was added... on nov 2, so if you dont remember reading this before, thats why.

anberlin opened, and they were actually really good, i think i might get their cd sometime. during one of the songs the lead singer from soty cameon and did part of a song. pretty cool. then my chemical romance came on, it was soooooo good. then lost prophets came on. they were crazy. i saw a guy doing back flips, and the lead singer crowd surfed at the end. they also split the crowd into two parts, named them shinobi and ninja dragon, and made them run at eachother. so insane. then story of the year came on to end the show. they played sidewalks, so i was happy.

fevers, mirrors, scales, and clocks

fevers, mirrors, scales, and clocks

someone told me that you were coming home for my birthday, so i go out and buy you some daisies. i sit on my porch and wait for you to show up, then i realize i've still got more then a month to wait. so i spend my time watching the clock, and the flowers fade, and wilt, and die. its almost enough to make me cry. the second hand stopped last week. time seems to be moving even slower now. i dont understand how thats possible, so i search my brain and find no answers that can comfort me enough until you come home again. i miss you, and i love you.

you'll never guess

you'll never guess

holy shit its three am and i dont even have a reason to be up

i have a master plan

i have a master plan

so its well after noon and i just woke up and finished half a box of sugar crisp. i have a huge project due on monday that i havent started and im gunna have to kill the teacher. so im gunna write this down, and im gunna scream it out. stupid fucking guy with his gay accent and stupid project. gahh. alright,

is there something i havent said before? i feel like all of my stories are the same. about how im thinking of you again. i dont really know why, but the thoughts consume me. i remember the memories of what we've done, and im thinking and hoping about what may happen soon. instead of glances shared i'll get to hold you hand and kiss your beautiful lips. i can taste the alcohol on your breath. i have to confess that i like it. is this actually happening? or did i get lost in my thoughts again? am i lying to my self again? these glances we've shared are just that, glances. the dreams and false hopes help to get me through this. why can i not get the nerves to talk to you, to make this happen? am i afraid of those beautiful lips, and the heartache they could create in me? god, i hate your lips, i hate that i never heard your words of approval coming from them, i hate that i never got to taste them. i hate that i didnt let that happen. i hate me.

im thankful i havent been buried alive

im thankful i havent been buried alive

"Something about the way you shine,
When the lights go out,
I wanna make you mine,
Something about the way it seems,
You're always here in my dreams,
When there's no one there,
No I'm not scared,
But I'm in love,
...with you..."

-the used

yeah, good weekend. im thankful for the letter i got today, it made my day for sure. wickedly awesome bestest part of the day. yeah. also a second place for today was listenign to tegan and sara and the used, for a few hours. i love them both. so much. i think thats all i got for this today........... yep, i think so. oh, happy birthday to the way to many peopel who have their birthdays in october. seriously i think i know eight or nine people with a birthday in early october. crazy, new years eve must have been good for all of their parents back in the day. hahaha. good stuff. later.

i want to hear you sad

i want to hear you sad

you broke my heart again, and all i want to do is break you. i swear, you'd be so pretty knocked out and bruised on the bedroom floor. so i set off for this daunting task. down these white and narrow hallways. beneath the bright florescent lights. i see your door, with the rusted lock, the number 17, and your small little outlook to the world. knock twice and hear you come. i step back so that i can see the beauty in your door frame one last time. before i make you a different type of beautiful. a bruised, broken, and bleeding beautiful. you wont do this to me again after this will you? i dont want to this to you again. it hurts to much.

three evils

three evils

yeah. so apparently theres a service trip in toronto that ness and helena are on. they said they were by my place tonight, so maybe i'll see them this week? maybe? that'd be fun. do something.. thats not me doing nothing and avoiding homework. ha. i hate homework. but i actually did some tonight. first time this year. yay me.

i need to feel safe and sound in your arms. after im all healed will you be there for me? will you be my little scar? a beautiful reminder that is always with me. are you going to stay with me? will my little scar be by my side forever? or will you leave me, making the scars appear on my wrists. from the broken glass in my hand. take your time. where do you want to be? in my arms or on my arms? take some time, smoke some ciggarettes, and focus on something you can comprehend. i need to know how you choose. what do you choose? i love you. my little scar.

i agree that lovers should be tied together

i agree that lovers should be tied together

hey all. i wrote soemthing to put on here this weekend, but then i lost what i wrote... soooo... yeah. i hate losing things. especially when you put even a little bit of effort into it. its like a kick in the face. except you do it to yourself. i dont think i even lost it, i think i threw it in a fire by accident. damn. oh well. i'll write somethgin else that will be better then good. ok. has anybody got the new "the used" cd? and is it not FUCKING AMAZING!. i love it. so much so, that if they were in the room, i would kidnap them so i could listen to them anytime i want. and showcase them to people. and make lots of money, and have them play for all of the people looking at them, because they are so good. thats all.

bored in class

bored in class

sorry for the quality of this pic, its pretty bad. but i did it in class and wanted to put it on. so i did. i hope you can read it.

yesterdays feelings

yesterdays feelings

last night i stayed up late singing songs to you over the phone. i know you werent listening though, not because you dont care, but because my phone was not hooked up. i was sitting in my room practicing singing to you. finding the right words to go with a catchy melody, and instead giving them to the dead phone in my hand. one day you will hear these songs about you, and you will think they are as beautiful as i think you are. then we will ruin away and get married and have a perfect life, with a perfect little cottage, on a perfect little bay. we will row in our perfect little boat out to the perfect little island in the distance. we will have a picnic while we watch the sunset, and make love, and finally see the sunrise as well. a perfect night, for a perfect girl, with a perfect life. except for me, im so far from perfect its almost funny. but you would never laugh because you are so nice, nice and perfect.

lets just keep touching

lets just keep touching

those were the days. back in march of this year when i was reacquainted with an angel i met a couple years back. what a journey its been. getting together late at night and drinking, smoking, and get this, talking. you gave me guidance, and i took it. now its months later, and i havent spoken to that angel in what seems like years. even though its probably closer to only a few weeks. now im not as collected as i'd like to be. im like a locomotive, and your guidance was the tracks. but without you, my tracks are gone, and i've been derailed, and im headed straight for this gas station. im out of control. most people have bailed on me by now, but those closest to me wont ever bail. im bringing them down with me though. i dont feel well. i wish i could just safely come to a stop, and not keep rolling without knowing where i am going, and honestly, im scared.

fear without a basis is no fear at all

fear without a basis is no fear at all

im so bored. i went to school for not even 2 hours today, and thats it, i did nothing really for the rest of the day. talked to a lot of people, but didnt really get anything accomplished. days like this take forever, but i like them, because it makes other days, even kinda crappy ones, seem fun because at least something is happening. im also pretty tired. i was up till like 3 or 3:30 last night, or this morning. i wanted to go visit people. i think that would be fun to do, just call someone up at 3 in the morning and go do something. doesnt really matter what, cuz its so late, and your both tired, but it would still be fun. somehow. i think im going to have to actually do that to someone sometime. but who... oh well. i'll think of someone. thats about all.. i think.. i dont really care. thats all you get.

feel better jackie. chin up.

someone elses words

someone elses words

On a string, I was held.
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above.
So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Until all that swaying starts to make you sick..."


bright eyes - false advertising

good song, i must have listened to it... 5 or 6 times already today. yeah, so also today, i was heading home from school, and i get on the subway, and the intercom comes on saying that there was an accident at the next station and it would be a while before my train woudl move. and for some reason only half the lights were on in the station. it was kinda creepy, like it should have been from a movie, and some guy was going to come out of a tunnel and get chased by some other guys, and i'd get hit by a stray bullet, and i would say somethign profound just before i died. then the camera would cut to black, no fading for me. there might be a story in the news the next day, but thats about it, and no one would remember me, just the fact that it took them 20 more minutes to get home then usual because of some accident.

mean something to someone

mean something to someone

today i went to ticketmaster to get tickets to tegan and sara, the used, and taking back sundays concerts. i get there and find out that tegan and sara, and taking back sunday are already sold out, and the used hasnt even gone on sale yet. piss me off. but i did get tegan and sara's new cd, and it is really really good, walking with a ghost is a good decision for a single to release. also the used's cd come out next week, heard a clip of one of the new songs, sounds even more hardcore then the last album, should be good. i also saw someone pass out today, it was wierd, she was just standing there, well, leaning on the rail, and the she slid along it, and nailed her head on a column, and fell to the ground, looked painful, but she was alright. showed me how fragile, and at the same time, how tough we are sometimes.

new day, new story

new day, new story

yeah, so im looking forward to tegan and sara coming to toronto, but i have to pick up their new cd first, so i don;t look like a fool at the concert. i just checked their site, and apparently the cd is already out, i thought i had to wait until tomorrow, but maybe its the used im confused with. im also really looking forward to that, should be a great album. yeah, i just got distracted for a while there, trying to match lyrics to songs for raechel (i have no idea how to spell her name) but it was fun, trying to go through all kinds of songs and match sketchy lyrics to a kind of familiar song. quite a challenge. but fun. kind of like scooby and the gang, taking small clues to solve a mystery. yeah, that actually sounds really not fun at all. heres a question, where did the postal service come from? all of a sudden all kinds of people i know are listening to them, quoting them and such, but only started in the past month or so. kind of odd. they are good though, so i guess its cool. anyways, thats all for today.

the academy is...
acceptance
adelphi
Alexisonfire
alkaline trio
the all american rejects
And Then I Turned Seven
angels and airwaves
an angle
anberlin
the architects
architecture in helsinki
armor for sleep
atreyu
bayside
billy talent
bleed the dream
boys night out
brand new
brandtson
cauterize
Coheed and Cambria
copeland
death cab for cutie
elliott smith
finch
the format
From Autumn To Ashes
Funeral For A Friend
gratitude
hawk nelson
hawthorne heights
hellogoodbye
imogen heap
inkwell
jacks mannequin
james blunt
jimmy eat world
just surrender
legion of doom
mae
mashlin
Matchbook Romance
me without you
my american heart
panic! at the disco
plain white t's
rise against
the rocket summer
rory
she wants revenge
something corporate
the spill canvas
the starting line
steel train
Story Of The Year
straylight run
the subways
sufjan stevens
taking back sunday
tegan and sara
thrice
thursday
underoath
waking ashland
the we are scientists
we are the fury
yeah yeah yeahs