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Saturday, July 30, 2005

rod ucking stewart f

sorry to embarass myself but
i like the rockstar in your bracelet asked the
ice cream duck? (spend all your money)
chaps and lads are at the shoebox selling pungent pregnant fleshers and the trivial ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice ice cream duck runs amuck like gary coleman with the terrorists or Holy Mary with the teenagers

sorry i dare ask the shelf but
do the urns get heavy on your your your the
fakeplywood/shoddy shoulders? (i think thats funny)
your friends and last weeks new words are conversing in the noontime nutcase midnight asylum like birds birds birds birds birds birds and ducks run amuck
like rod stewart with the punks or politician X with the smart people

Rod Fucking Stewart! I just said Holy Mary
i guess that means i'll be taken by the wolves
and turned into into out of into out of into out of into out of into and back out of love (i dont think thats funny but)
the hello dollies and the wannabe stepford wives are stabbing each other with psychadelic syringes and having stereotypical binges over which one my history teacher wants to kiss
like jackie o with her children or innocence with her victims

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

rxxx & rxxx

This Saturday, come watch the Broken Arrow play at the Safeway Parking Lot. The show is for some big breastcancerawareness fundraiser, and there is supposed to be a lot of people there (the media and the radio station will be there too). Anyway: Sat 1PM Safeway. Thats all I know. Oh and its a full set, too.

Since getting back together three days ago after a monthlong hiatus, the Broken Arrow have changed their sound quite a bit, and its really exciting, especially for us.

Now we kick out these fifteen minute long groove jams and Ryan and I will occasionally drop in for a few vocals. The drummer emptied out his entire head and filled it back up with drums, rhythm, and more drums. And new material is flowing from our instruments like mad.

See, 'cause Ryan and I have some mad inspiration now.

Saturday, July 09, 2005

dissing on the walrus v 2.0

At 6:52 PM, John said...
why is your neck frozen guys? were you running through too many moneyclouds or something?

At 8:18 PM, Josh said...
John seems to be filled with randomness these days

At 5:24 PM, John said...
excuse me josh but i am not the one with the lipfuzz hypocondriac silver spoon mansion in my back pocket. see we all get some action from the kings of holy nowhere but you abuse it and thats why you value hugs like they are pennies. your juice has run empty in the land of teenager underdog cliche. and see thats why theres no life left inside of your employee of being.

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Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Alvar FB

Last night I said my goodbyes to Alvar at his party for the (most likely) last time.

Our friendship was a very different one, because we are very opposite personalities. However, if you would have honestly asked me who my best friend was, I would've most likely said Alvar. The way we connected in just the six months I have known him was unique because, as I have said, we are two completely different people. However, I think that those differences helped us connect really well with one another and we understood each other on a comical and personal level that is rare. I learned a lot of things from Alvar when he was here, and I am confident that he would say the same about me.

I have heard it said lately that people splitting ways like this tend forget all about each other after a couple months. But I have to refuse to beleive that concept. Sure, I will eventually stop missing Alvar, but I know that I won't forget him. I am not giving up hope of seeing him again someday, too. Merlin and Alvar and I talked last night of meeting up in Italy or France in a year or two, although I dont know how clear our thinking was.

Anyway, Alvar is gone. I am not really upset or anything but it sucks that he is taking off all of the sudden. Oh well, he is back in Spain where he doesnt hate it ("Yon, get me out of this shitty country!") and hopefully meeting back up with that pretty girl who he ditched for a little bit of Roseburg, Oregon, America soil.

PS. A couple days ago we set up alvarscorner.blogspot.com so that his firneds here can keep in touch.