My mother picked me up a Wham LP a few months ago. Wham Rap was the standout track for sure, but I never thought to see if it had a video. Today I stumbled upon this:
Friday, July 10, 2009
Unhhhhh
Woke up feeling drugged today. Immense pain in my right eye (the one that's been twitching a lot more lately) and my teeth feel really funny. Also woke up missing the band Lake. Listening to one of their albums right now, it's not really stacking up to when I saw them play live. But I couldn't drag myself out of bed until near 2:00 PM. Hmm. The Daytrotter session that Lake did is loads more appealing to me than the album. A shame. I was trying to get them to come play at the house in October, but I'm not sure if that'll actually work out. Probably not. I might not even be around to catch it if it does.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
Fire

The church at which my uncle pastors was burned down this week.
Crazy! I'm sure a lot of people talk about burning churches, but how often do they follow through? Well, in the case of these particular young arsonists, twice in one morning.
Stopped smoking, started doing the internet thing a bit more. Trading one vice for another? Not sure yet. Very hopefully not. Let us speak our loose language.
There is a kitten in this house, there is a lot of paper in my room.
Someone is eating all my cookies.
I need to get out of the city for a while very soon.
Monday, July 06, 2009
Fear
Clean teeth and lungs today. Dragon slaying every other night.
An abundance of cryptic notes and messages and gifts. I'm not as good at these games as I once thought I wanted to be.
An abundance of cryptic notes and messages and gifts. I'm not as good at these games as I once thought I wanted to be.
Friday, July 03, 2009
Oh,
yeah, I was totally serious.
My teeth really are sharp.
No friends tonight, guitar kind or flesh kind. Tomorrow? Yes. I think.
Oh, and thanks for the weed, mom. Really, just what I needed.
My teeth really are sharp.
No friends tonight, guitar kind or flesh kind. Tomorrow? Yes. I think.
Oh, and thanks for the weed, mom. Really, just what I needed.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
666
there's a mean streak in the sky
on the morning when you come by.
and you ask me "would i?"
and i say i would.
and it's an ill wind that blows nobody good.
on the morning when you come by.
and you ask me "would i?"
and i say i would.
and it's an ill wind that blows nobody good.
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