Posts Tagged ‘movies’


As long as you’re something to own.

August 11, 2008

I got an ipod. I really have changed. Pineapple Express was good. I have strongly mixed feelings on the Apatow franchise [as well as most things in life if you have not noticed] but this quote I read in a review pretty much encapsulated what I feel about it; “beneficiary of low expectations.” It was kind of painful to go with your best buddy to a buddy comedy, at this particular crossroads we are at.

I hope our roads cross again someday. I really do. No one in my life has ever been so important. But, I am young, I am stupid, I need to take chances, I need to leave the nest. I have broken my own heart. Tragic and immense loss. Mistakes, mistakes I need to make.

There are beads that wrap
Around your knees that crackle into the dark
Like a walk in the park like a hole in your head
Like the feeling you get when you realize you’re dead
This time we ride roller coasters into the ocean
We feel no emotion as we spiral down to the world
And I guess it’s worth your time
Because there’s some lives you live
And some you leave behind
It gets hard to explain
The gardenhead knows my name

Leave me alone, for you know this isn’t the first time
In fact this is twice in a row
That the angels have slipped through our landslide
And filled up our garden with snow
And I don’t wish to taste of your insides
Or to call out your name through my phone
For the glory boys at your bedside will love you
As long as you’re something to own

Follow me through a city of frost covered angels
I swear I have nothing to prove
I just want to dance in your tangles
To give me some reason to move
But to take on the world at all angles
Requires a strength I can’t use
So I’ll meet you up high in your anger
Of all that is hoping and waiting for you

Also, no Street until the 25th. I have been ignoring all signs up until now, but this is pretty damb symbolic of our tragic loss.


wild at heart.

July 4, 2008

uhmm… holy fuck. this is insane.

so you have to be 18 years old and registered on youtube to see this, and then you might be offended.

but i am…. AHERM intrigued to see this movie now anyway. i don’t think i have seen any david lynch? why?


dispel the clouds which hang over our brows and take up a little life into our pores.

June 12, 2008

I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately.
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life…to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
~Henry David Thoreau

dead poet’s society was one of those things that deeply affected me as a child and i always hoped i would live life following that code and no other. i am finally starting to live life like that, not nearly as much as i could but i am working on it. it frustrates me when those i love do not ‘seize the day’ but you can’t convey something like that to anyone. it must be an organic process.

in that vein i would really like to spend more time outside this summer. there is something amazing about nature that it is so easy to forget about in this life traveling from box to box on paved stretches… you forget there is this whole other side to life that is far more alive than any amusement park or mall you could go to. i can’t remember when the last time i was alone with my thoughts within nature. i really hope when i am older i have a cabin i can get away to when i get these desires… if not perhaps living in the country full time. a few years ago i don’t think i would have considered not living in the city… i guess i am slightly returning to my hippie leanings, if only with that deep-seated desire in all hippies to ‘move to the country.’

i have always been a bit scared to read walden for some reason.

The greater part of what my neighbors call good I believe in my soul to be bad,
and if I repent of anything, it is very likely to be my good behavior.
What demon possessed me that I behaved so well?

an aside; i am getting kind of sick of the word ‘hope’…. ‘hope’ insinuates a living within one’s own mind that i have spent my life up until now doing.

If you have built castles in the air,
your work need not be lost; that is where they should be.
Now put the foundations under them.


it’s time that we grow old and do some shit.

June 8, 2008

this weekend ended up being great. some much needed nestling. i know nesting may be the right term here, but that pisses me off, possibly because it insinuates eggs. bought a bunch of stuff for the house today, a small bbq, chairs for the deck, a mirror, a framed picture, this is it i think. nice to spend the weekend at home, attempted to finally ‘move in’ but ended up making a huge mess that still hasn’t been cleaned up. must be by friday as celeste arrives!

i don’t think i really like sitting on that stump.

yes, we still have times that good, believe it or not. with fewer puppy surprises/trolls. i was a bit surprised too when i saw her last summer! i am really looking forward to seeing her. we are going to watch the movie ‘once’ as we have both heard very good things about it. and she is into musical theatre [to a professional  degree], so i am sure she will like it. it is amazing we get along after all these years. i think you choose your friends for a reason, even back then.

wow i just noticed my amazing 100 dalmations outfit in that last photo.

i wish the work week was not impending… i think i really need a new  job. i am thinking september may bring such a thing.



May 26, 2008

upon bitching about the most likely cg-riddled new indiana jones, randy sent me this genuine display.


‘i don’t want to risk having bad sex today.’

May 15, 2008

nice work!

i wonder if i am the only person on earth with a crush on don mckellar? no, if my days of being a dreamer, fantasizer, fan girl of many taught me anything, it’s that every celebrity you can think of has a cult of girls hopelessly devoted to them. maybe this is why i want to be famous?



May 7, 2008

i forgot to mention; guess what my driving instructor’s favourite movie ever is? WATERSHIP DOWN. it’s pretty weird. i told him about the plague dogs, he hadn’t heard of it so i said i would lend it to him. he said ‘are you sure?’ i am certain, because the plague dogs touches me even more than watership down and it is very rare i get to impose a disturbing dog based tale on someone, let alone someone who will actually enjoy it.

on the tarn

rowf and snitter on the fell.

[i am really cool and not at all weird, incase you didn’t know.]


nimble asian fingers.

January 23, 2008

my first professional massage ever. felt so good at the time but now my shoulder hurts so much worse. i have to go back a couple more times… him working ‘scar tissue’ out does not sound good… in the verbal way nor the sickening popping at the point of massage. at the time i wondered if erotic transference occurs a lot with masseuses.

he was pretty much like issei.

not really i just wanted an excuse to post issei.