revealed in dark to overwhelm and drag beyond the quiet realm / absorbed in light of rippled thought within a world that magic sought / essential reason, patience to a truth that is not always true / a peace that is not always calm, entrapped within a fickle palm / a love that grows within a calm encouraged by a gentle palm / and painting ground where risings fall with glittered dreams, slighting strife, we’ll make our ways and triumph all, sipping smiles from sugared life.
This is my desktop background for the past few weeks.. one of my favoritest pictures with one of my favoritest people. i wanted to put up a happy thought right now. there’s a meteor shower tonight. falling stars… shooting stars… ‘pieces of dust’... perfect trust.
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at 7:54 pm
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slated in stuff
at 7:11 pm
i’m not sure at all how i got here… http://www.xanga.com/BobsLeftNut ..but uh… err?
unusual, in-depth dream.. something about a school… a place… a guy… a girl… there were lots of other people too..and at least one other significant girl, i think… but it comes down to them….. the girl being as or more attractive and a bit more edgy than lana lane in smallville (i know. wow. ), and the guy being alright but a lil soft in character… and… and something to do with being at a sports event… and walking around the back of the bleachers or soemthing… this was all nighttime, i’m pretty sure.. and something with going for a walk… something to do with a carnival or something..or a club… and then communicating online and trying to ditch the guy decently after interfering with the girl who for some reason has interest in this guy who clearly did really have interest in her before… and by trying to ditch the guy, talking to friends online while he’s there… and when he looked away, typing something like “he’s here.. come save me…” and closing the window really fast.. but that wasn’t it… it was typoed and the typo made sense verbally, so had to retype and send again quick before he came back.” and mild other thinkings around this plot that i don’t specifically recall but remember them being. ...and as waking up (was awake but not done waking) had the line playing over in my head “this is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did.. you know.. you keep me up in bed.. this is to a girl who got into my head with all the fucked up things i did ..maybe ..maybe you could keep me up in bed” (konstantine)... what exactly specifically does that verse mean anyway? the day got sunny. this morning was not pretty. now it is. i approve. whoever placed the order on the day, right now is looking good; well done. and i happen to know that there are some absurdly perfect brownies downstairs… breakfast time.
hi. it’s windy out. giant opens at 7, safeway at 6. and back to bed i go.
slated in stuff
at 7:19 pm
eh. we all know working is overrated anyway.
You’re a MARTINI!
Rich, and refined you’re smooth and saucy.
You’re the butter on the bread, the lube on the hinge, the teflon on the pan.
...okay.. i’m a Martini…
what’s your ALcoHoLiC personality!
i’m eating lil squares of finite joy. :-) pleased about it, i am. and productiveness, here i come…
...or singing disney’s ariel the little mermaid’s kiss the girl song with tread… it is rather happiness… ...damn you! i have work to do! singing and typing disney songs is not on the agenda! ::happily singing anyway::
my “friend” sent me this yesterday: http://22.214.171.124:56789/images/SajjadAli.swf. i… it hurt my tummy. nothing does that… except food on the inside… and maybe if things are thrown at it with some velocity.. this site hurt my tummy. :-( check it out if you dare. it occurs to me that my xanga site seems quite happy. i’ve always wondered how to feel about… about coming across all upbeat and happy and stuff…. i guess it’s good… it just doesn’t feel so… me. i’m not a downbeat person by nature…. but i dunno about the portrayal of constant fun-moodedness and such… and i’m annoyed that i’m trying to explain this even to begin with, since my whole point is pretty much that friends will recognize me as not really the happy zany person by character… tho there’s zanyness in plenty at times, i concede… pffft to all this. i’m going to go search for some chocolate chip cookies or something reasonable, rather than try to explain nonsenseness with ehness.
well, a whole new blog on a whole new day. apparently. the premium xanga features are good… once they throw me over to classic version, tho, i dunno if i’ll be so happy anymore. i don’t like that it’s been raining. not so neceessary in general. i’m thinking of things i want to discuss here… talk out… suggest… but.. there’s not really a good reason for it. but it can’t hurt right? yes, it can, cuz the thoughts won’t be written out completely and certainly won’t encompass all the angles that are necessary to create the whole round picture. and it is round. infinite angles, right? rather than none? if so, then i really do wonder about the day that social telepathy is available or standard. i should other things right now. byebye.