some things are too good
for example: Ann Coulter's writing http://www.anncoulter.com/columns/2004/072604.htm

a teaser: As for the pretty girls, I can only guess that it's because liberal boys never try to make a move on you without the UN Security Council's approval. Plus, it's no fun riding around in those dinky little hybrid cars. My pretty-girl allies stick out like a sore thumb amongst the corn-fed, no make-up, natural fiber, no-bra needing, sandal-wearing, hirsute, somewhat fragrant hippie chick pie wagons they call "women" at the Democratic National Convention.

.....this is a joke, right?

the real rolling clouds 

thoughts right now
So I made my first cd the other day. I was all proud of my creation. It has some pretty good tunes on it. I like making cds, I'll have to do more of that in the future, but plan them better next time. I think making your own sort-of mixes gives you an idea of how hard it must be to be a real musician and put out cds. At least cds that have a natural flow and maybe an idea or a feel to them that all of the tracks follow and bring you along. It would be extremely interesting to be a musician.

Speaking of which, I might finally be taking piano lessons in the near future! That would be so exciting! Melissa, are you any good at teaching? ;)

I can't think of any pictures to post that are interesting, but I think it's because I've seen them all a million times, they might be more interesting to you guys. I had thought about making a photo-only blog, but I figure I shouldn't spread myself too thin, I don't seem to work well under those circumstances (see last post, written while splitting my attention between various things). I had also thought about doing a poetry blog... and a rant blog... and I even got a live journal, except I don't think I should do anything on it because I a) don't want to divide my attention (as much as I have which is very little) any further, B) I don't want to read about what I've wasted the day doing or not doing, C) I'm not sure if I or the people I spend my time with would even want any details of their lives or experiences being posted on it *cough clyde cough*. And so... perhaps no live journal.

I keep having weird dreams with a gender-less person whom I think I am supposed to meet in the future. S/he keeps telling me things that I understand in the dream but not in waking life that I think may be important. It's quite frustrating.

Wow, see, this is what happens when I'm not on MSN or browsing other websites while I'm blogging ---- Content!

in several acts
"you're only popular with anorexia, so I turn myself inside out, in hope someone will see"
I think eating disorders have a habit of eating people. But I don't think they can do it unless you really want them to. Once upon a time I wanted them to. But Ana went away.

I usually don't know what I'm talking about, but I keep writing anyway in the hopes that something will come to me. I suppose it's just me "waiting for my sailor". I've been thinking about organizing lately. Trying to give myself some sort of direction. But I can't help but think that it's pointless and there's nothing for it but to give up. So that's what I keep doing.

"all the world is all i am the black of the blackest ocean and that tear in your hand "



current song: Jackie's Strength

two interesting signs at U of T 

thing no.2 

I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended thatI stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)