Turbulent Innuendo
THE SECOND COMINGKINGDOM HEARTS 2.~meh!~
SONG OF NOW Julia, I get on my knees
Speaking in tongues, a washed-out sun in perfect clarity
But I get so delirious, I think my sides will split
Standing on the sidewalk, sometimes it's as if...
I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so lucid and so creepy
Since K got over me
All my senses sharp, my hands are fists
I'm pretty tired of making lists
It's just this emptiness
I can't chase it away
When the evening paints the streets
When the evening paints the streets
It's like walking on a trampoline
I don't think I'll be happy anyway
Just scratch out my name
And everything's so vivid and so creepy
Since K got over me
There's a hole inside my skull
With warm air blowing in
Standing on the sidewalk,
Where do I begin?
I don't think I'll be happy anymore
I guess I closed that door
But every night is strange geometry
Since K got over me...~
Since K Got Over Me by The Clientele
~meh!~
GIGGITY GIGGITY. GIGGITY GOO.Survey!
1. What time is it?......8:22 PM on Thursday, March 23rd, 2006.
2. What's your full name?......Arthur Richard Francis Jr.
3. What are you most afraid of?......Getting, like, 12 STDs in one night.
4. What is the most recent DVD you watched......Finding Nemo.
5. Place of birth?......Clifton, VA.
6. Favorite new food?......Calzones.
7. What's your natural hair color?......Almost-black brown.
8. Ever been to Alaska?......Negative.
9. Ever been toilet paper rolling?......The hell?
10. Love someone so much it made you cry?......Of course.
11. Been in a car accident?......Define "accident."
12. Croutons or bacon bits?......Bacon Bits.
13. Favorite day of the week?......Saturday.
14. Favorite Restaurant? ......Moe's Southwest Grill.
15. Favorite Flower?......Dandelion?
16. Favorite sport to watch?......Boxing.
17. Favorite Drink?......Sprite.
18. Favorite ice cream?......Cookies N' Cream.
19. Favorite activities?......Gaming, Drawing, Pimping.
20. Favorite fast food restaurant.......... Moe's Southwest Grill?
21. What color is your bedroom carpet?......White. (in some areas)
23 . From whom did you get your last e-mail?......Michael Freas.
24. What do you do most often when you are bored?......Surf the intraweb.
25. Bedtime?......10:30-11ish.
26. Who will copy this survey the quickest?......Marc, maybe, would be next...
27. Who is least likely to copy it?......Big Marc.
29. Favorite radio program(s)?......Bob & The Showgram!
30. What are you currently reading? ......The Plague by Albert Camus
32. What are you listening to right now?......Margaret vs. Pauline by Neko Case.
33. What are your favorite colors?.......Orange.
34. How many operations have you had?......One.
35. How many pets do you have?......None.
36. Which came first: the chicken or the egg?......Neither, it was the gecko.
37. What would you like to accomplish before you die?......Be world-renowned for something (good.)
Richie out.
~meh!~
LIFE IS LIFEI haven't actually really updated the blog as to what's going up in my actual life and at school and whatever and whatnot... so, here's one.
- I was bored tonight, having finished my homework and too lazy to get up out of my chair and walk and do anything else. So, instead, I went through the archives of my blog through around January of 2004. It's changed a lot... you can tell how my language changes from my ignorant sophomore year to my still ignorant senior year. It's kind of odd. And now I totally remember all that happened through all this time, and it's totally entertaining to sit back, smile, and remember, "Oh yeah, I remember that soccer game where Erin got whammered in the face with the soccer ball." or, "Damn, I hardly even remember that New York trip, but I sho 'nuff remember the terrifying ride in that Ford Expedition." or even, "Gah, that French-Band Geek soccer game was absolutely brutal." Fun times, indeed.
- So, what have I been up to... um, not much. Life is at a low, boring point at the moment. Basically, senioritis has reached it's highest point at school, and any class I have that is majority senior is basically a chill period. Nobody cares. Even though we still have a good three months. Everyone is just basically gliding through their last quarter of high school. No interesting soccer gatherings, no movies, no concerts, no really anything. It's basically been go to school, do general after-school stuff, go home, do homework, go to sleep, next day do the same thing. Hopefully that'll all change during spring break.
- I had a freakin' wierd revalation type thing this morning. It was around like 2:30 A.M, and I was having the BEST DREAM EVER. It was like all problems and grievances through the past month had dissipated, I got the girl, got the acceptances, got everything in the world, and I was riding high on cloud nine. And then I wake up. And my stomach makes a sound akin to an injured polar bear. I stagger to the bathroom, and take what may have been the biggest crap in the history of crap. It was disgusting. I could go into horrendous detail, but I think you get the gist.
Basically, my theory = it might be good to dream, but if you only dream and take no action, it all leads to shit.
Hoho.
- Prom is in, what, a month and a week or something?
Hm.
- March 30th. It's a Thursday. Destroyer is coming to the Cat's Cradle. If you know The New Pornographers, Destroyer is the main singer's side project. It is an AWESOME BAND. I have to go see. It is required. And I'm not going alone.
That's about it.
~meh!~
SONG OF NOWWe're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes,
Gonna hit you on the face, gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!
I just got a message that said "Yeah, hell is freezin' over."
I got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey, boy, get a sweater.
Right now!"
So we're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down
Oh, right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna get dressed up in plastic gonna shake hands with the masses.
Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're goin' down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna hit you on the face, I'm gonna punch you in your glasses.
Oh no!
I'm wearin' myself a t-shirt that says "The world is my ashtray."
Our hearts pump dust, and our hairs turn grey.
And I just got a message sayin' that hell has frozen over
Got a phone call from the Lord sayin' "Hey boy, get a sweater.
Right now!"
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
We're drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' coca-coca-cola
I can feel it rollin' right on down oh right on down my throat
And as we're headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
I'm gonna lay down in the spa where they coat you in molasses.
Oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?~
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes by Modest Mouse
POSSIBLY CRUISE MISSILESSo, today, I was pretty pissed all day. What with my backpack supposedly being stolen, Andrew being freakin' annoying, and overall Monday grumpiness.
So I get home (after buying another mouthpiece, since mine was in my backpack) and update my IndieFeed podcast, with all of the indie rock groups that I'm cool enough to listen to. And way back in January, I missed a cast with Explosions in the Sky as the feature.
So I listen.
And lo and behold, the depressionness is sucked out of me like an Orek XL 8-pound vacuum.
Go give 'em a try. The song I listened to was "Your Hand In Mind" and... yeah. It was epic.
I'm in a writing mood, so maybe there'll be something to read later tonight, or tomorrow...
~meh!~
SONG OF NOWI'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing
It will be a natural anthem, familiar it will seem
It will rally all the workers on strike for better pay
And its chorus will resound and boost morale throughout the day
I'll write you a song and I hope that you won't mind
Because all the names and places I have taken from real life
So please don't be upset at this portrait that I paint
It may be a little biased, but at least I spelled your name right...~
Natural Anthem by The Postal Service
ALSO!Gamers: Watch
this and try not to cream yourselves.
Non-Gamers: Stay away, for overgeekery may cause permenant damage.
CAT'S CRADLEView this.*points to April 14th*
*points to April 26th*
*points to May 20th*
I have to see one of these.
~meh!~
I NEEDS A SNUGGLE BUNNYforreal tho
<3 ~meh!~ <3
