Thursday, March 04, 2004
Sometimes: Excerpts from the Mind of a Madman
Sometimes life is stranger than life, if you catch my drift. First life meant bad things. Second meant people I know and Twilight Zone/Outer Limits things that happen. Everything seems to have gotten better and, when I can see heaven on the horizon, my feet are cut off. I can't get my license for two more weeks. Plus, fucking Joe doesn't want to, or supposedly can't, sell his car so I'm wheel-less. Then, I see this car for the same that Joe was going to sell it to me for a couple blocks from my dad's office and tell my mom about it. She says that you can't trust buying cars from people you don't know, "especially in this neighborhood." What the hell is that supposed to mean? My dad's family grew up in this neighborhood and a good share still lives here. Fucking racist pig.
With Lent rolling around, I decided to give up sodas again, but just to make it interesting I threw in ice cream. After doing this though, I realized I pretty much cut my diet in half. Now, without all that beautiful caffeine, my exhausting 17-hour day just got even more exhausting. And to think that before I had actually given up these things I actually thought about going hippie and using as little man-made foods as possible. Well, after this ordeal, bring on the hamburger helper!(Look. An exclamation point. Is it lost on my little "site"?)
Then, I discovered one of the most perfect bands the other day. Well, not really the other day because I had heard them when they first came out a few months ago(I still remember the commercial on the MTV), but I never really listened to them 'til maybe a week ago and aren't they orgasmic. Not only do they sing about all the violence that I am deemed as crazy for putting in all my "creative works," but they are also named after one of my favorite literary characters. That's right. It's Atreyu!(I always liked the way Artax sounded better, but whatever.)(Another exclamation point? I must be happy. Or something.) They are indeed "the shit." And they seem to have a pretty good following based on the hordes of people in their music video, so there must be an audience for me out there somewhere.
"Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed,
someone somewhere stole your desire
The pain akin to, being punched in the throat, and stabbed in the chest
You would rather bleed than be without her
Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears
Replaced with lackluster memories you cry, your screams play in your empty room
It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling in the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say just comes out wrong
Your bed swallows you whole as the days bleed together, torment on the lips
Of a loved one, and if you try hard enough,
you can almost taste her, feel her pass and
Scream, OH GOD WHY ME"(The whole song's awesome. Let's drink some fucking blood, baby.
Sometimes life is stranger than life, if you catch my drift. First life meant bad things. Second meant people I know and Twilight Zone/Outer Limits things that happen. Everything seems to have gotten better and, when I can see heaven on the horizon, my feet are cut off. I can't get my license for two more weeks. Plus, fucking Joe doesn't want to, or supposedly can't, sell his car so I'm wheel-less. Then, I see this car for the same that Joe was going to sell it to me for a couple blocks from my dad's office and tell my mom about it. She says that you can't trust buying cars from people you don't know, "especially in this neighborhood." What the hell is that supposed to mean? My dad's family grew up in this neighborhood and a good share still lives here. Fucking racist pig.
With Lent rolling around, I decided to give up sodas again, but just to make it interesting I threw in ice cream. After doing this though, I realized I pretty much cut my diet in half. Now, without all that beautiful caffeine, my exhausting 17-hour day just got even more exhausting. And to think that before I had actually given up these things I actually thought about going hippie and using as little man-made foods as possible. Well, after this ordeal, bring on the hamburger helper!(Look. An exclamation point. Is it lost on my little "site"?)
Then, I discovered one of the most perfect bands the other day. Well, not really the other day because I had heard them when they first came out a few months ago(I still remember the commercial on the MTV), but I never really listened to them 'til maybe a week ago and aren't they orgasmic. Not only do they sing about all the violence that I am deemed as crazy for putting in all my "creative works," but they are also named after one of my favorite literary characters. That's right. It's Atreyu!(I always liked the way Artax sounded better, but whatever.)(Another exclamation point? I must be happy. Or something.) They are indeed "the shit." And they seem to have a pretty good following based on the hordes of people in their music video, so there must be an audience for me out there somewhere.
"Gutted like a pig, all you want is the world to bleed,
someone somewhere stole your desire
The pain akin to, being punched in the throat, and stabbed in the chest
You would rather bleed than be without her
Gone are the tender whispers dancing in your ears
Replaced with lackluster memories you cry, your screams play in your empty room
It's so hard to see when your eyes are rolling in the back of your head
It's even harder to speak when everything you say just comes out wrong
Your bed swallows you whole as the days bleed together, torment on the lips
Of a loved one, and if you try hard enough,
you can almost taste her, feel her pass and
Scream, OH GOD WHY ME"(The whole song's awesome. Let's drink some fucking blood, baby.
// posted by Unknown @ 6:05 PM 
