Drive to Cali(-stoga?)

i AM the bomb biggity.

archaeology.

final.

102%.

boom baby!

Sing-Song-Wired!

Tethered.

I need to get away from all that is me, but I cannot separate. If only somehow I could jump into my shadow and hide in the darkness of this world... And go to the secret spots that only shadows go. Alas, I cannot, for my shadow is tethered to me. Such is why I can truly be free only in the darkness of this world, where my enemy, the sun, cannot touch me.

And yet, my shadow is the only thing in life I can count on to never leave my side.

You wanna talk, eh?

It's not so much a verbal thing, but more of a I-want-to-drive-with-sad-music-to-the-comforting-arms-I-am-missing-but-I-cannot-because-I-am-locked-in-this-crap-town feeling. That or the I-just-want-to-shoot-a-gun-while-screaming feeling. Or I would definitely be up for some smashing-random-breakables-without-reason-or-care right now.

Yeah, one of the three.

"Hey Sexy Mama..."

(Sorry for the beep; no avoiding it.)

Ushabti, Shawabti, Ushebti, WHATEVER!

No, I'm just kidding. Those little mummiforms (in the title) can be quite rageful little bastards! Well, I'm sure they would be if they came to life. Have no idea what I'm talking about?

Just wish me luck on my archaeology final exam today, damn it!

[shakes fist]

Penguin Form

Thanks to Matt, I can now portray myself in penguin form. I'm sure many of you view this as an acurate description of my behavior at times. (If it doesn't load, or gives you an error, keep trying, sometimes it just does that.)

Staripoffbucks!

Starbucks is RAISING the price of their already-overpriced coffee! WHY?!

Two-Faced Feelings

*bolded passages = my feelings*

Learning To Live

[Images: Dream Theater]
[Words: Myung]

There was no time for pain
No energy for anger
The sightlessness of hatred
slips away
Walking through winter streets
alone
He stops and take a breath
With confidence and self-
control

I look at the world and see no
understanding
I'm waiting to find some sense
of strength
I'm begging you from the
bottom of my heart to show
me understanding

I need to live life
Like some people never will
So find me kindness
Find me beauty
Find me truth
When temptation brings me to
my knees
And I lay here drained of
strength
Show me kindness
Show me beauty
Show me truth

The way your heart sounds
makes all the difference
It's what decides if you'll endure
the pain that we all feel
The way your heart beats
makes all the difference
In learning to live
Here before me is my soul
I'm learning to live
I won't give up
Till I've no more to give

Listening to the city
Whispering its violence
I set out watching from above
The 90s bring new questions
New solutions to be found
I fell in love to be let down

Once again we dance in the
crowd
At times a step away
From a common fear that's all
spread out
It won't listen to what you say
Once you're touched you stand
alone
To face the bitter fight
Once I reached for love
And now I reach for life

Another chance to lift my life
Free the sensation in my heart
To ride the wings of dreams
into changing horizons
It brings inner peace within my
mind,
As I'm lifted from where I've
spilt my life
I hear an innocent voice
I hear kindness, beauty and
truth

The way your heart sounds
makes all the difference
It's what decides if you'll endure
the pain that we all feel
The way your heart beats
makes all the difference
In learning to live
Spread before you is your soul
So forever hold the dreams
within our hearts
Through nature's inflexible
grace
I'm learning to live

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nobody's Home

[Avril Lavigne]

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh

She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh

Fun at HotorNot.com

Ok, looking through the viewfinder, picking a target, and pushing the button of a camera does not make you a photographer, damn it!

Get out of the 80's!
Peace, brotha!
'Sup, mothafucka?!
Too Cool For School
DANGER CROCODILES
RPG gone bad
Riiight, I'll make my move.
Biyatch!
And last, but certainly not least...

So there are two photos (Too Cool and Make Your Move) that aren't wholly bad, but they were funny. Anyway, there ya go.

And how!

"If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that shows you tried."

A Clay Aiken Crap-mas!

"A Clay Aiken Christmas with Yolanda Adams and Barry Manilow! Hosted by a TRUE idol!" the commercial boasts.

::vomits::

TRUE idol?!?!??! I-I... Um... He-

::vomits::

Clay Aiken's singing career: 1 year
Yolanda Adams' singing career: 5 million years
Barry Manilow's singing career: 8 million years

C'mon people!

BK was out of Spongebob watches! BAH!!

matt: so how is the whopper
me: whoppy

Hey, Jude!

Me: I'm sorry, but Jude Law is NOT the sexiest man of the year.
Tara: According to people he is.
Me: According to GAYS.

Nicht blau, ehrlich.

Every morning I put it on. I walk outside and I am gone. And I don't seem to mind anymore. I can't think what it was like before I wore it all the time. In the evening I take it off. But there's another one underneath. And I can't seem to find the bottom of the stack. I might just lose my mind and never get it back, but at least I'll get inside. There's a feeling that I get sometimes. It's so small that it's easy to hide. It's like a howling voice from the distant past. It seems I have no choice when it comes to this. It's building up inside.

PERSONA

it IS the rabbit!

Thanks Google, thanks. Kaniggit: "What, behind the rabbit?" Tim: "No... It is the rabbit!" (excluded quote goes here) Kaniggit: "You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!"