i am drunk with lust tonight

i am drunk with lust tonight

You said you would be my dream
I could have you every night
and if, by morning, I'd forgotten you,
well, no big deal, it would be all right
you're the reoccurring kind.

this song is my goodbye

this song is my goodbye

holy flip, dallas green is amazing. he told me what book happiness by the kilowatt was inspired by, but i fucking forget now, the author is kurt vonnegut, so i guess i just have to read all of his books now. dang. oh well, apparently hes a really good author. but yeah, sourkeys, and junction opened for him, and they were so good. also raising the fawn opened, but again, i was not too impressed by them, i dont even know why, i just dont like their sound. oh well, overall, it was an awesome show. and thats all, because its three in the morning, and my eyes are burning from the contacts.

oh god, please don't tell me this has been in vain.

some names have been changed
to protect identities of the innocent

so just sit back and pretend that this one is
about some other friend...about some other friend

so you and me sat down at some diner in midtown
and you could hear the conversation from the table over
talking seeds and soil, trucks and lawnmowers

and it’s easier in nighttime when you had too much whiskey,
maybe too much wine
and you wake up in the morning and you have to look at him
so you stare at your spoon, your upside down reflection

oh yeah.

april fifth- that blasted day
when you turned your head around
like the girl on the plane here
like freddy said in the hall of red

so why’d you have to get out
and put your coat on?
yeah, why’d you have to get out
and put your coat on?

yeah why’d you have to get out
and put your coat on?

try something different today, kill yourself

try something different today, kill yourself

so today is bright eyes, pretty excited. also im excited because i heard this amazing song last night. its by mark vida, and it is.. incredible. everyone has to hear it. so i gotta find a way to put it on here. somehow. anyways, im off, i gotta get some groceries, and maybe alcohol.. yes yes.

i've got a way with you,
you've got a way with me..

always the red pillow

always the red pillow

so my entries are fucking up, because something is wrong with my computer. but oh well. i just had the best shower. fucking hot water, and nirvana playing on the radio. so good, makes me not care about anything else.

I was born in the wagon of a travellin’ show
My mama used to dance for the money they’d throw
Papa would do whatever he could
Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good

just stay with me, lay with me now

just stay with me, lay with me now

but she didnt have the guts to leave
her son who was born on a day in the spring
grew up to respect her so much
for all that she had lost and for never giving up
for loving the mistake that she loved
well lady you deserve more than anyone i know

and when she says she wants someone to love...

and when she says she wants someone to love...

holy shit, its already sunday, where does the weekend go? spent thursday sleeping, and a bit of job hunting. friday, i think i slept all day. saturday, watched movies, did homework in newmarket. it was fun. and now sunday, slept through church. i was so fucking tired, i was up til i think four this morning. just couldnt sleep, so around three thirty i went and had a bowl of cereal. it was extremely satisfactory. but now i just want to go back to toronto. being there will make bright eyes seem that much closer. im excited. though ive never heard anythign from coco rosie, or tilly the wall. should be fun. its going to be over so early though. doors are at five apparently. i didnt know. i cant decide if i want to go to tegan and sara in feb or not though. but first its dallas green. so many good bands coming. rise against, closet monster, dillenger escape plan. i am going to have an anurism from this. AHHHHHHHH

i hope you know, she doesnt mean you

i'm california

i'm california



this is your one opportunity to do something that no one has ever done before and that no one will copy throughout human existence. and if nothing else, you will be remembered as the one guy who ever did this. this one thing.

what if?

what if?

i just discovered this wicked awesome band, the plain white t's, and ive listened to the six or seven songs i have from them over and over and over and again. so good. but before that, i went to school, but i missed my first two classes because i slept through my alarm, twice. the third class i got to, but i burned my hand on a drill, so now ive got this wierd line of burning on my middle finger over the knuckle, and it hurts like hell everytime i move my hand. oh well, at least i got something done today.

Do they have radios in heaven?
I hope they do
'Cause they're playing my song on the radio
And I'm singing it to you
If they don't have radios in heaven
here's what I'll do
I can bring my guitar when my time is up
and I'll play it for you

all the difference in the world is just a call away

all the difference in the world is just a call away

tomorrow is going to be hell. i havent woken up before noon since wednesday. and i havent fallen asleep before three am since tuesday i think. hellish. oh well, i had some fucked up dreams last night, but thats all i remember.

Here I am, writing another stupid song about you
I've got these 4 chords, stuck in my head
I know you don't deserve them,
You need a symphony instead

But at night time Is when we get to be alone,
just you and me
Up in my mind, is where I get to see your face

goodnight

goodnight

fuck you golden griddle, and fuck you red lobster.

I know you’ve played out everything in your mind
and now you throw it all away
a shattered memory that you would stay
through thick and thin with me
you’re giving up on me
and when you feel the pain
I’m wishing I could stay
how can I say I love you back
you never made me happy

will the right words ever find us?

will the right words ever find us?

happy hours over, the last call was hours ago. this is probably going to be another late night, which i really dont mind, since i can sleep till the afternoon, i just wish i had a reason to be up. if you were here, i'd never have to worry about that. we would never have to hold back. you never need to figure out what to do when you are dead. (this is either a sleep deprived, or an over slept entry, i cant tell)

I can speak when I want to
employ my voice til it burns
Through the core of my own throat
speak until the demands gone

You should be downstairs with them
Your wasting your time again
Listen I'm fine now
I don't want to talk right now
Thank you for your concern

sleepless nights would rather be spent with you

sleepless nights would rather be spent with you

had an alright new years eve. we went on a giant mission, and it was successful. but when i got home, i couldnt sleep at all. i ended up finishing my book, went downstirs for some clementines and a water, and read a readers digest, and then playing guitar for a while. oh well, it was kind of cool. because everyone was alseep, and it was almost eerily peaceful in the house. i may have to do that again sometime.

hold your breath, you know how long