I won the raffle at showdown last night! hooray! for those who don’t know, that means, I went to a bar, drank booze, and won money! What an amazing country we live in. Now I’m about to mix some Tactics, and I’m listening to Alexi Murdoch, who is amazing. He makes me want to drive somewhere far to see the sunset. Or lay in bed and just go to sleep.
It’s my dead ex-girlfriend’s birthday. I need a drink.– me to Erin
Easiest twenty dollars I ever made…
Show at the Mohawk was really good. I busted my knuckle on a rim and hit myself in the face with a stick, but other then that, it was good. I don’t know why kids think they should take off their shirts when we play. We might be playing a show next month with Driver F. That will be… good. I’ll say good.
An anxious heart weighs a man down, but a kind word cheers him up.– Proverbs 12:25
we should hang out before you move. And… nothing. At least you gave me that Say Anything poster. Your value was in the things you gave me. It still dawns on me that you’re the last person that I would ever introduce to my grandfather. And now I don’t think I’ll be going back to Mexico for a good while. Oh well. To the west coast. In a van this time. Because you’re...
I hold you to my chest and feel your warmth in volumes, like a door I’ve always known unlocked leading to a room, where I sleep in clean sheets with a peace and a calm, like a lake before men wake right before the dawn, and I’ll drive two hours to see my mother, and she’ll clam me and “no, it’s not that word”, and I try to give you my security, and I pray for...
Because I don’t give up things willingly, take away what I pretend is filling me, the things I hide are killing me, and the lies I told are spilling free like water from Your wells that flow by mercy, when I deserve this desert and sand at my feet, what I’ve done could keep me up for weeks, but your peace puts me to sleep. The words we read, the songs we sing, and You become...
I bought a ticket to see Inception in Katy by myself when I visit my parents on thursday, and I’m quite pumped about it. I’m on my room mates computer right now since I don’t own one. I should start saving up for a new one. I have to make a list of things to do other then _________ with this girl that I sometimes (although not more then 25% of the time according to the records...
What a boring night. My bones hurt.
I just wrote a sweet synth jam. I’m talking about 5 synths, and a drum machine. And it makes me happy and wish I was in the 80’s. It’s titled “Sounds like 89” after my good friend Rand.
and the new Kanye is so good. And I want Lebron to go to Miami or Chicago.
I’ve decided to play more pick up games of ultimate in Austin when I can. Sundays are starting to look like this. Church, and then ultimate. Or maybe, ultimate, and then Church. This is a 2 part recipe for the best day ever. If you play ultimate, I’d love to play with you.