Wondering...

I hope you called the airline today. Things have been weird. I spent the night, last night with some friends. I'm about to go ice skating. I'm sorry my poem freaked you out. I hope being in your own little world doesn't equate with being distant. I'm happy, and achy at the same time. I think I'm getting another headache. Hmmm....cool song, and it's hard for me to think that there wasn't a little bit of influential aspects as a result of our conversations. If there was then that's ok. If there wasn't and I'm naive, then I can understand that. Call the airline. Let me know. I'll be here at the same bat-time on the same bat-channel. Withdrawlwithdrawlwithdrawl I need to dance.

I'm a freak...

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Quizilla means I'm bored...

You're a natural born trouble-maker. You hateauthority and do everything you can to getaround the law, or in some cases, break it.Naturally stubborn, you hardly ever sway once adecision is made. Your nature is fiery andcourageous, and always out-going. You loveattention and usually have kinky fetishesyou're not afraid to explore. People eitherlove you or hate you. What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla

Whelp..looks like I'm a hippy...

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To the beat poets...

Music, Like some broke down necessity, fleeting, ringing in my head and letting me let go Feeling high, yet touching down, grounded, Lyrical alchemy, and wondering, if I smoked, yet i haven't. Music, like the beats of the late poets Jazzy, background to something that was very important, a culture Marijuana and Jazz in the Kerouac sense Stifling the rumors, and taking control of my senses, however unseen They had the music, they had the music, they HAD the MUSIC In the off canter, couch-locked, trumpet, saxophone, style In the snare drum, hum-drum, hits, hits of something that was faint a lyrical balance letting the world know how they felt How their influences were felt In the stand up, bass line, of standing up, and reaching out, to speak your mind Tapping their feet to the rythms and tapping their souls to the music, letting the mic do all the work In the sense of the revolution, Che Gueveras of their time, my time, our time, our time, to hear, That ringing in our ears, That stinging on our breath, To spit the words of the soul out onto the small crowded bars, As piano men played piano songs, and drummers drummed the stances, cadences In time, or out of time, right on time. This is for you my collegues, my inspirations, my music loving, hard feeling, need induced brothers and sisters You filled smoke filled rooms with a passion of anxiety, With a revolution. With a statement about "How it was..." How it should go down How true lyrical jazz should sound Smoking stale cigarettes, and drinking heavily, Black, and White, Hispanic, or his panic? Beat gods, and goddesses. Or maybe just martyrs of a generation that would never understand.

Headache

Here we go again...time for another headache. I hate these stupid things. I think the culmination of my smoking and my bad caffiene habits cause me to feel as if my head is going to fall off my shoulders in a lump on the floor. I want to lay down. I want to give Lauren a hug. These usually are just a mild pain, and I get over it quickly, usually a few tylenol and I'm fine. Sometimes they get worse though. I used to get migranes...fucking theophyllene. Asthma Meds that give you a splitting headache for three or four days in a row suck. I need to smoke a joint, or a bowl. I need to let the world slip away. Maybe that'll help. I'm awating my trip so badly. I want to be there today. I want to see her face, and kiss every square inch of it. I want to sit and listen to music and get drunk. I want to kiss her eyes. I hope she likes me. I hope she sees in me what I see in her. Fucking head, is making it hard to think. Calgon take me the fuck away. Hi to my new friend, you know who you are. I hope I can keep you entertained. I think I'm gonna go to bed in a while...it's 2:45 in the morning anyway...

Dammiot Brittney

You know, it really fucks with my world when you don't show me yourself. It's like you're fucking hiding from me. That pisses me off. I have known you for a fucking year, and just because you get a god damned boyfriend doesn't mean that you get to abandon our friendship. I was there when you thought that he felt like you were yucky. I was there when you were fucking upset about your goggles, and your braces. I was there when you had no one else to talk to, for weeks in a row, because you can't let your true feelings show. That's fucked up. I'm not asking for much, I'm just asking for you to not hide from me. I'm here to be your friend. I'm here to care about you. When the walls go up I go away. Fuck this...I can't believe that you would pull this shit. You out of all people.

hmmm

Talked to you tonight... I miss you already... I want to see you so bad that it aches in my stomach.... Soon is not soon enough, January 29th is two weeks away...and I miss you.. I know that you're going to like me... I think that I'm going to fall in love with you... And I know 7 days isn't going to be long enough to explore you All the depth and complexity I miss you... I'm talking to a friend online, and I wish it were you. How bad is that? You think you're emotionally attached...argh... I love these butterflies and I miss you when you're not talking to me No matter what I say, it'll never be enough To just explain that I know you Like I know myself Like I know that we're terrible for each other But perfect for one another Let the free fall continue...

Things are looking up...this has to be fate..

Ok, today was a good day. I still need to call United to see about the trip. I came across another 200 bucks that I didn't expect to have, it's gotta be fate. Now I have a little money for the trip, and hopefully The Airline will see things my way. I'm coming darlin, I'm coming as fast as I can.