Somewhere along the line, I have some crossed wires.
Most evidently because in my want to eat something Marshall-y.
I'm not on drugs, I swear.
Though many of the things herein are real events or based on real events, many of them are purely anecdotal. It probably isn't worth the effort to take all of this at face value -- it will only cause an unnecessary strain.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Silence, Silence...
This is probably gonna seem like I'm complaining about nothing. It seems that way because it's true.
People.
Headphones on means I can't hear you.
I'd excuse it, if I used those shitty little earbuds. But I'm rocking out in my noise cancelling units, c'mon.
Okay, I think I'm done for now..
People.
Headphones on means I can't hear you.
I'd excuse it, if I used those shitty little earbuds. But I'm rocking out in my noise cancelling units, c'mon.
Okay, I think I'm done for now..
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Where'd my attention span go?
I'm such a twitch.
Have I stopped paying attention to the outside world entirely.
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It's so sweaty around here.
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I've gotten darker lately - maybe I've just realized how dark I am. Everyone else is white and they're all the same. They all fit in. They're all alike. Who am I alike to? Shit that I dislike and someone that everyone else dislikes.
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They don't seem to make heavy metal guitarists in my colour. They're all white.
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Fuck you spellcheck it's spelled colour. You wanker.
I'm such a twitch.
Have I stopped paying attention to the outside world entirely.
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It's so sweaty around here.
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I've gotten darker lately - maybe I've just realized how dark I am. Everyone else is white and they're all the same. They all fit in. They're all alike. Who am I alike to? Shit that I dislike and someone that everyone else dislikes.
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They don't seem to make heavy metal guitarists in my colour. They're all white.
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Fuck you spellcheck it's spelled colour. You wanker.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Birds of A Feather Addendum
It was an odd thing today.
'Just look at him, what a douche.'
'You know, I never really noticed it before.'
'He's such a tool, yeah that's the right word.'
'I can't stop noticing it now, why'd you point it out to me?'
'Heh.'
I don't think that you're reading this, I think it was just a coincidence. A very odd coincidence.
Y'know, I almost wondered out loud then. I almost said something like 'Hah, just imagine what they say about people like us.'
But that would have been a bad idea.
'Just look at him, what a douche.'
'You know, I never really noticed it before.'
'He's such a tool, yeah that's the right word.'
'I can't stop noticing it now, why'd you point it out to me?'
'Heh.'
I don't think that you're reading this, I think it was just a coincidence. A very odd coincidence.
Y'know, I almost wondered out loud then. I almost said something like 'Hah, just imagine what they say about people like us.'
But that would have been a bad idea.
Labels:
Acting,
Day By Day,
Perception,
Thinking,
Weird,
Wonder
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Birds of A Feather
I've seen what other people say about perfectly nice people.
None of it was nice at all.
Then I wondered, what do they say about a guy like me?
None of it was nice at all.
Then I wondered, what do they say about a guy like me?
Mirco Cuts
So I've gotten these nifty shoes.
they're like Sanuks, but they get kind of sweaty.
To remedy this, I've been cutting holes in them.
I think maybe when I'm done, I'll send it to the Sanuk guys, see if they like it.
they're like Sanuks, but they get kind of sweaty.
To remedy this, I've been cutting holes in them.
I think maybe when I'm done, I'll send it to the Sanuk guys, see if they like it.
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