Turbulent Innuendo
Saturday, July 26, 2003
  SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!!!
Yuppers. 4 days left until that torture test known as band camp. Oh well.

I just watched the finale of the Cowboy Bebop (The Real Folk Blues) and all I have to say is this: WHY?! WHYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!

If you've seen it, you'll know what I'm talking about. If you havent, you'll probably be staring at your screen in complete and utter confusion. Bah, I wont spoil it for you that havent seen it. You'd probably hunt me down and kill me if I completely spoiled the fact that SPIKE DI... oops.

Forget that you ever read this.

~ Richie
 
Friday, July 25, 2003
  Song On My Mind Right Now
Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there...


~Train: Drops Of Jupiter
 
  First Post
Mweh. Hey all. Just found this Blogger site, and I thought, "Hey, since I'm bored, I might as well post my thoughts and crap in here!" Pure genius, right? Right.

So...

...

None too many thoughts at the moment. Lesseh, I only have 5 more days of freedom until band camp starts (pity me.) So freakin' bored though, so I'm actually somewhatly looking foward to it. Then again, 10 hours in the sweltering heat marching around with a clarinet, chugging more water than you've ever chugged before, and listening to your band director shout commands at you? Ehh.

Then again, I need the sun.

Oh yeah, go download Permanent Vacation. It's a Trigun song. It's awesome.

~ Richie
 
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