My Alibi

Justify My Thug...

(lyrics: ani difranco)
GREY
the sky is grey
the sand is grey
and the ocean is grey

and i feel right at home
in this stunning monochrome
alone in my way

i smoke and i drink
and every time i blink
i have a tiny dream

but as bad as i am
i'm proud of the fact
that i'm worse than i seem

what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key
will wash up on the shore

you walk through my walls
like a ghost on tv
you penetrate me

and my little pink heart
is on its little brown raft
floating out to sea

and what can i say
but i'm wired this way
and you're wired to me

and what can i do
but wallow in you
unintentionally
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key
will wash up on the shore

regretfully
i guess i've only got three
simple things to say:
why me?
why this now?
why this way?
with overtones ringing
and undertows pulling away
under a sky that is grey
on sand that is grey
by an ocean that's grey

what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want
and still i want more
maybe some tiny shiny key
will wash up on the shore

my hair hurts....

so, tonight, i was thinking how i would like to start playing the piano again. its been a long time since i sat down at a piano and actually played a song. if anyone knows of or has a piano, that is in decent shape, and wants to get rid of it, let me know. i could pick up. thanks.

allie

i know you're afraid of alot of thing, but dont be scared...

many strange but some familiar,
passing by this empty window.
who are you?
and what have you come for?
no matter how often you see these faces,
they always remain strangers.
and before you know it,
all they are is taillights
moving farther away.
and once again,
you are alone.
watching the glares on that window.

a riddle whose answer is a pun...

this is something i am going to start working on. i am lame, yes i know this.

-if for some odd reason the link doesnt work, copy and paste this into your browser: http://www.dissuade.org/photoblog/

knuckles clenched...

pet peeve: handling other peoples underwear, in the laundry, no matter if its clean or not.

life is a serioes of events...

leading up to what? im actually in a good mood right now. and was just thinking. life is a series of events, which are made up of moments, and those are made up of time. are we waiting for some "moment" or event to happen, that will either tell what we are doing here, or is it in that "moment" where we become completely fulfilled. like you were waiting your whole life for something to happen, and when it does, you just know it, and you can either but fully content, or from that point forward you can look back at the moment, that fragment of time and remind yourself what being happy really is. if that is the case, which at this point i am not commiting myself to that exact hypathetical theory.

everything evil in you comes out...

what to do when:

-you dont have any friends
-you dont have a car
-the weather is too cold

dont really know where to from there. im to point, where i am so bored, i am feeling sorry for myself. and let me tell you folks, crafts wont get anyone through this winter, alone.

its too late...

so...i havent updated in a while. i dont know, not much going on. it was nice, i hung out with johnny and megan tonight. i also made my first flower pin, tonight. it looks awesome. im going to make more. and i bought a hot glue gun too. i always wanted one. i used it to glue the pin on the flower. tomorrow or monday i will post a picture of it. okay. im LAME, goodnight.