you could list your friends, but you can’t count on them.
.. it’s not the price that’s going to cost you, it’s just the weight that’s going to bring you down
“if you need some transportation from a world of tribulation, tell me your destination; i’ll be your ride. if you’re out of inspiration, all you feel is desperation; consider this your invitation; i’ll be your ride…”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map
Rambling mood/mode..
The purpose of predicting the future, of anticipation and foresight, is to mold, affect the future when it becomes present.
[If you can’t change the future, then what good is the knowing what’s coming before it comes?]
“Later is always later… the future is always later..”
Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins – You Are What You Love
Snow Patrol – Run
Regina Spektor – Samson
Blue October (with Imogen Heap) – Congratulations
Imogen Heap – Hide and Seek
Nick Drake – One of These Things First
If you’ve been up really late, watching too much television/computer screen, or crying buckets, you’re left with unhappy-looking evidence on your face, generally in form of puffy/squinty/bruised eyes.
And then everyone asks you why and it’s rarely a cheerful/useful exchange, so usually preferably avoided, neh?
To alleviate the physical/aesthetic symptoms, the first and main thing to do is the cover the area around your eyes (specifically right beneath — the “bag” area) with vaseline or some other intensive cream lotion..
So many words in the English language, and so many negative ones and curse words..
I think when you have something really heinous and curse-worthy and reprehensible to describe, then the words feel so fictional… like bad illustrations of reality; they can’t quite reach the truth.
Continued from earlier entry: Army strike in Bangkok
Pictures: Things in Bangkok seem to be quite well.
More news: From 2Bangkok.com
Dream involved some sort of class and group assignment…
School/class-related dreams disconcert me a bit, actually… this one wasn’t like the others, but I have had dreams about life in academia where I think I’m back in school and have been neglecting one/some of my classes and all of a sudden all this work is due or I haven’t been attending any of my Tues and Thurs classes or I haven’t turned in any math homework since the beginning of the semester. Those are not comfortable, and while I don’t panic in the dream and seem willing to figure it out somehow, I am ever so glad to wake up and reason out after a few minutes that all of it was not real.
Okay, but while last night’s(/this morning’s) dream had to do with class/assignment, it wasn’t really like the others…
Thank goodness for today being a Sunday rather than a Monday.
Kept thinkng that all through the night..
A Saturday would be preferable, but I’m just SOO glad that it’s a Sunday, tho it feels such like a Monday.
Good night.
Friend’s birthday.. really glad to see people I haven’t seen in a while, some from other lifetimes.. some I hadn’t met before…
My hair is awesome right now. At this very moment.
It’s such a good thing I’m about to put it on a pillow and roll around on it for the next 147835023589 hours.
Eh. Sleep is a good cause.
I need more heavy/dark music. All I’ve got at moment are Staind, Abandoned Pools, Garbage, Collective Soul, Tantric.
*update: …oooh… Linkin Park. How useful.
..Staind – Mudshovel is still the best for this, though..
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