No spitting required

we were on the run from the law. Man. I bought a pack of Pall Malls. Cigarettes, that is. I have asthma. Man. Aesthetics and Necessity. That car was hot. Also that powerful and gritty mood that cigarette smoking requires. I had that. Free pack of SNUS. POP it under your upper lip. Wait a few minutes for a TINGLE. ENJOY. I've been doin it every night before I go to bed. And laughing. Waking up incredibly horny every morning. Sleeping in late to bask in the horniness. After effect? Who knows man.

Watch Out.

I might look you right in the eyes.

I didn't write this either

“But what can you do when you love your father? Life goes on and you don’t touch tigers."

Play the piano drunk like a percussion instrument until the fingers begin to bleed a bit

“you’re always so fucking nasty, she said,
knocking over her tall-stemmed
glass of scotch and
water.

uh huh, I said, in honor of
the dead."

Bukowski.

mouse click

I think life is like a giant mid-air bike trick.

Mycelium

Sung: "You're born to die and get eaten by bugs."

Institutionalized

I am in a building called a library.
I have been writing on topics such as faith, freedom, religion, guilt, anxiety, communication, and morality.
I am in a building called a library.

than you could ever IMAGINE

I am blogging while sitting in my living room. Jealous?
Nick and Squich are speed-chessing.
Jam is working with an Exacto-Nife.
I hate them all.
Just kidding.
I hate them all WICKED BAD.
Just kidding.
I am drinking a Coca-Cola Classic because I hate workers rights, the environment, and my health.
Here are some things I see: a pelt from a coyote leg, bag of cans, a [bloodlusty] aquatic lizard, Miles Davis, more oranges than you could ever fucking imagine.

yeah I rap

I eat faces,
no traces
hide your babies,
kids with braces
i'm that thing under your bed
i'm that thing your parents dread
like the rock and roll majority
like the successful minority
i'm no work and all reward
just tap the mic and press record
so how much ya wanna wager
i'm a bored ass english major
with mad work due on friday
so my thoughts are gonna stray
but you're not gonna hear me on myspace or facebook
you're gonna hear me through the ground cause i done made the earth shook
with these C student beats
so C'mon clap your feet
I know I'm not impressive
so I make up for it by being mildly promiscuous but only in a loveable manner that you'd still love to have meet your parents

your turn

I've been having lucid sex dreams. Suck on that.


Oh. And I think I've found someone who really makes me want to be everything that I can be; for me, for us, for the fucking world, as corny as that fucking sounds. And we're spending some time apart right now, for better or for worse, who knows, but I'm sure it's giving us both a lot of time to think, Lord knows I am, and ya know, when I see him again, it'll be brilliant.
I am going to shut up now.