My Alibi

do i hear 250..300..we have 350...

hmm....im up too late, again. i watching the video for the latest black eyed peas song. and even though its kinda cheesy, i think it has a really good message. its about things that are going on in the world/US. and i think that alot of people might tell me its a stupid song, but i've noticed in the past few weeks, people dont like to hear things that point out the truth. like the effects your actions can have on other people, politics, and kindness. people dont like to hear about that stuff anymore. i wonder why. maybe because they figure the less they know, the happier they will be. i dont know, im sure it might make it easier to fall asleep at night, but what are you going to say when someone asks you why you are the way you are? that probably makes no sense. oh well. i dount anyone cares anyway. i just think its ridiculous that the world, this country, and the people that make up "communities" have regressed as a whole, in it happens at a faster rate as each day passes. i wonder what ever caused it. people are rude and unfriendly, maybe because of an unfriendly experience happened to them caused by another party, but what causes the 2nd party to inflict such a negative experience on someone else? that is the answer, and i havent been around long enough to have a legit idea. so seriously, anyone who reads this, and takes life serious at least for one minute of the day, next time you see someone who needs a door to be held open for them, do it; or if someone falls down, reach out your hand. it sounds stupid, but just remember there might be a day when you need someone to hold the door open for you.

is anybody out there?

tonight, is terrible. its one of those nights that because there is nothing to do. nothing on tv. youre eyes are tired of reading. you have nothing to look forward to tomorrow. that you are really given no other choice but to just go to bed, and thats the last thing you want to do. and you hate it even more because thats your only option to relieve any ounce of boredom you hold. its actually really disheartening, because anyone you would actually enjoy having a face to face conversation with is hours and hours [hundreds and hundreds of miles] away. its one of those nights, you wished you lived somewhere more pleasent, where the streets werent so dark at night, so it would be more inviting to walk around town. and breathe in the air. but all you really have in this moment, is a few a concrete walls, an annoying cricket, and the sounds of a cd player belting out some icelandic music. i find no solace in any of this, at all.

can you hear it coming?

i dont know about anyone that reads this, but im going to be carving my peace pumpkin project pumkin this year. if your interested check out this website:

Peace Pumpkin Project

But This Time Out Of Rhythm With Time...

do you ever completely get lost when your listening to a certain band or cd? i dont know how many people have heard of the band Sigur Ros, but i will tell you what, if i listened to them all day and all night, i would just float away. you cant understand a word they are saying/singing. but its the most beautiful thing i have ever heard in my entire life. i bought their cd a while back and listened to it once, then busted it out tonight and that was hours ago.

and this friendster shit, its crazy. out of control. i dont even know what to think of it. i will elaborate more later.

night

work zone ahead...

this the sales log from the shop on thursday.

i could do what stab wounds never do...

an eye in the sky...

this in one of the many beautiful views from one of the places i used to live. the views were probably the only nice thing about Muskegon.

http://www.landbigfish.com/webcams/showcase.cfm?ID=41

a second chance.....

so where do you find tolerance? to some extent i think everyone is tolerant, but to what extent? and how do you know how tolerant to be? who writes the rules and if no one does, does it matter? i wouldnt call myself the most caring person in the world, but i find myself caring so much, that it hurts, it becomes physically draining. one time when i was upset i told my mom that i was sick of giving people extra chances. she said "who are you to decide how many chances someone should get?" its a hard question to answer, for myself, for me to answer to myself. everyone is allowed to make mistakes, but why is they can get off so easy? im sure people have given me numerous chances. but is there a line to be drawn? can we draw a line? when does a second chance become walking all over someone or letting people walk all over you? its been on my mind alot lately.