Sunday, March 22, 2009

sunday... morning.

I should write this all down while it's still in my mind. It's weird though... what's in my mind isn't what I want. But I feel compelled to write it down. I don't know what to think or say. All I know is that something should be there. I'm so close to getting all the words and sounds put together, but all I have are pieces and those pieces don't fit together. So how do you write down nothing so you can remember it later?


When I was younger, I saw the shadow of the Grim Reaper outside my window and it scared the shit out of me.


I'll be in Hawaii for a while.


"And the reason for my broken heart is all because of you."

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

hero?

I'm a hero? I must be doing stuff in my sleep or something because the stuff I do when I'm awake... isn't exactly hero material. Uh... I'm awake when I'm in the bathroom. I'll leave it at that. So unless some sewer people left me that comment because I killed the sewer monster when I flushed a knife down the toilet, then this whole "hero" thing should be applied to someone more deserving. Like the sewer person who (whom) throws knives out of the gutters to kill land monsters.

3-2 = 1

And this is also valid:

3-2 = 1!

And this too:

3² - 2² - 2² = 1

And this:

-(3 - 2 x 2) = 1

And...

321 /3 = That shit is prime!

Monday, March 16, 2009

3 - 1 = 2

These guitar strings make my fingers smell like I've been rubbing the Statue of Liberty.


3 - 1 = 2

Monday, March 9, 2009

I'm all right.

Daylight savings time is really weird. Just last night the hour between 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning didn't exist. Then later in the fall, you'll have an hour appear twice. 1:00 to 2:00 once... and then again when you set the clock back. If you're ever going to commit a crime these are the days to do it. Especially when you do the whole falling back thing. Because then you can be in two places at the same time. How do police officers write their reports during that hour?

These words are coming out a lot calmer than I thought. Hey... I don't feel like swearing. That's a good sign.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

5 pages.

I swear and yell too much in my mind.

IT'S A GOD DAMN PROBLEM!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

a picture

I wish I had more to say.





But I don't.

Here's a picture:


It's a god damn cigarette!