doing research, digging digging, deep into the heart, looking for that spark of life. back flips and the earth split with the thunderous slap of skin on water. buuuuurrrrrrrnt & roasted = me. SPF 4000 to avoid melanoma. melatonin to make me feel sleeeeepy. at least you kept from drooling. i know yr jealous of mowgli's adventures.
i feel compelled in a way, and if i hear one discouraging word about it i swear to Odin i'll cut off the offending member like it's a excess flesh. i'm not even playing peeps. what compulsion, you ask? well, that's a secret. suffice it to say that i need to get that garage organized or at least pull a danny boone on those boxes so i can at least get to the studio, which is buried like velociraptors at this point. i know i can't afford this, but i can't afford to be wrong anymore, so i'm just not going to be.

i am increasingly convinced that one of the most bizarre, interesting, and important reasons that people post to blogs, lj and twitter is that they feel like they can say a buncha words and not put any undue pressure on any party to respond, or even to pay attention. i don't fully understand this compulsion, despite having it myself. certainly we enjoy it when people pay attention and respond, but there is an immense freedom somehow in *not* holding a captive audience.

forum sucks tonight.

and my mouth really hurts where I stabbed myself in the gum with my fingernail yesterday.

Personally, I don't understand why some people have twitter, tumblr, facebook, myspace, livejournal, and like a thousand other things at the same time, to constantly update. Social networking is creepy. No offense to anyone who genuinely enjoys and feels compelled to constantly update all those things, but dang. I like Livejournal because I can post random bullshit and entertain the few people who understand what I'm talking about. I like myspace because bands that I befriend can post touring schedules and stuff. Other than that... ehhh. But more power to the people who enjoy all this stuff. I just don't really have the time or the patience -- and I don't really want people to know THAT MUCH about me.

I just found out what a twitter and a tumblr was a while ago, by the way.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=skCV2...e=channel_page

my new favorite video

clothes suck

I just heard the sound of hundreds of perv boardioes' peckers go *sproing*

hahaha

seriously its nothing sexual though all the sudden i was just so uncomfortable, i couldnt get them off fast enough

welcome to the club

you have my sympathies

arrested for what?

that sucks shit.

such stress

fuckingh po-po.

tell us where they are holding him.

rob 'n I will break him out.


rob: you bring the dynomite, I'll get the rope and horses.

if you have a chance to talk to him at all make sure to tell him not to say shit unless there is a lawyer present

There's no cell that can hold him when the mighty mighty ARK/TX crew o' Two get through with it!

tell him not to say NOTHING AT ALL.

ARK?? how DARE you!~?

actually, "I have no idea what yr talking about" also works....very well.


really though...fucking arkansas, rob? really?

;) fucking with ya. I put OKC first then switched it to demean my northern neighbors. ha ha ha ah!!!!

do you really want to hurt me?
do you really want to make me cry??

:(