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No time to think about what she's done

She's making sure she is not dreaming

And she was lying in the grass

jem singin

And she could hear the highway breathing
She isn't sure where she's gone



May 11th, 2010

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jem singin
I'm going to Austin, TX for a few days, stopping by Brooks's place in Dallas on the way.

What's cool in Austin? I know, lots of stuff, but I need suggestions!

May 6th, 2010

You look like a perfect fit
For a girl in need of a tourniquet

But can you - save me
Come on and - save me
If you could - save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

'Cause I can tell
You know what it's like
The long farewell
Of the hunger strike

But can you save me
Come on and save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

You struck me down like radium
Like Peter Pan or Superman

You will come to save me
C'mon and save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
'Cept the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
But the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

C'mon and save me
Why don't you save me
If you could save me
From the ranks of the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone

Except the freaks
Who suspect they could never love anyone
Except the freaks who could never love anyone

June 27th, 2009

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Why this country is so disgustingly obsessed with pedophilia will stay beyond my comprehension probably forever. It disturbs me.

I was refreshing my memory on the Michael Jackson molestation trials because people have been bringing it up so much. I don't really care what anyone's opinion on it is, but it's weird to read about all the media coverage and the way people talk about him sometimes with such venom. How about the father of the first alleged victim, I could imagine his talk with his son, "hey kid, if you could get some of that man's semen we'll all be millionaires!"

Pardon me for being skeptical of people who stand to gain mountains of cash from their lies. And the media, when have they ever been wrong?

Who cares if he touched on little boys? He made Thriller. He was the Gloved One. A great man died along with a nostalgic chunk of my childhood. I hope he jerked off newborns with that sequined glove to gain his musical power.

Fuck America's delicate sensibilities and bloodlust.

June 22nd, 2009

June 3rd, 2009

"If I am inhuman it is because my world has slopped over its human bounds, because to be human seems like a poor, sorry, miserable affair, limited by the senses, restricted by moralities and codes, defined by platitudes and isms." - Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

He says that atheists are not fully human. Not like it's news to anyone, I mean they've been saying the same thing about the Jews for like 1500 years. Personally, I hope they live long enough to betray all of their true beliefs and destroy their own credibility. Nothing would better suit them than to be the instrument their undoing.

May 23rd, 2009

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kill you
the people in this town have no sense of humor.
at least my boyfriend knows better than to take anything I say seriously.
sarcasm is totally lost on so many.
ugh, when I try to pick a fight with someone they think I'm being friendly and when I'm just talking about stupid bullshit somebody wants to fight about it.

where are all the people who "get" me?

May 15th, 2009

Come to my birthday party! free food!

I got steaks and brats and shrimps to throw on the grill and enough potatos to feed an Irish family for a week. With all the fixins! For my veggie friends I will make meatless kabobs, so everyone is taken care of. So come over around 8 and eat, drink, and.. you know...

BYOB cause I've got a limited amount of booze and it will probably run out pretty quick. Also bring anything else you want cooked, or snacks, whatev.

and wtf... I am a quarter century old?

did I mention there will be free food?

February 3rd, 2009

The defining emotion for this season, looking back, I think will have been hope. For me and many others. For me, it's the infectious hope that invades us all when we see the face of the new "leader of the free world." That's where it starts. But it's also being on my own. It's my job to take care of my shit, and while the stress of it annoys, the total freedom of my responsibilities belonging only to me, only to be worried over by me, makes me have hope. I can make any change I want. I can take steps to fix things and nobody can stand in the way or bring me down. And if I do it, it's because I wanted it and I did it for myself, nobody made me do anything. I can try every different damn thing in the world if I should elect to. It's just me now, no one else to worry about.

I've been thinking about changing my major to journalism and going back to TCC. I want to do something that inspires me. Psychology just makes me look at everybody like a potentially volatile nutcase. Not that there aren't a bunch of those walking around. I want to focus more on communications. Video, art, and writing. I NEED a video camera and some good editing software. There goes $400.

Haley or someone got some suggestions for good video cameras?

February 1st, 2009

kitty nooooo

jem singin
It took us 6 hours to edit this because the computer kept crashing. KHAAAAN!!
These are our sledding videos for winter 2009.

You can download and view the entire video in full resolution here:



My favorite part is about 4 minutes in when the little girl walks up to the big creepy guy with a beard. It's only 5 minutes long. Just five minutes.

January 20th, 2009


jem singin
I'm proud of my country today. When I wake up tomorrow we will have a blackish president and a blacker first family. This is the first generation of black men who were educated in equal, integrated schools who are old enough to run for office. This was the last generation of men to see their parents abide voter segregation. And in exactly 40 years from the year Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. was killed, we elected our first black president. The glass ceiling appears to have no substance now. I have a lot of hope I didn't have for 8 years. The fact that the media keeps comparing Barack Obama to Kennedy and Lincoln is making me nervous.

Finally, something historically significant that is NOT a war is happening in my lifetime. Even if it's a small revolution, I'll take what I can get in this cesspool of complacency.

Adam came over this morning to snuggle which was totally sweet dude. Then Mike, Jerry, Yimmy, and I went to Chandler park and played hide and seek whilst rock climbing. When it got dark we gathered firewood and went to the fire pit where a couple of guys were burning small twigs and got a big fire going. When we left, we took a couple of torches because it was pitch black. We took pictures of each other playing with fire in the woods because we like to live dangerously. And I made steak and a baked potato for dinner when I got home. All in all a pretty good day.
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