girlfriend?

who needs a girlfriend when you've got a rickenbacker 330? she came in yesterday and she's absolutely gorgeous. she's everything i've ever dreamed she would be. i plan on making love to her tonight. as a note of appreciation, i am listening to one of the bands that started the 60's rickenbacker trend...the legendary byrds.

currently listening to: mr. bojangles - the byrds

oncoming cars

i shiver as i pass oncoming cars.
one by one, i shake as they file by.
with every car passes another memory,
and every time with another story.
each holding their torches to the darkness,
through rain, cold, and twilight.
though some lights shine dim and others burn bright,
every lit headlight is another opportunity,
to be lost to the night.

i shiver as i pass oncoming cars,
for one day an oncoming car will take me away.

rock a-bye baby

i've been losing a lot of sleep lately. not only have i been having troubles falling asleep, but also staying submersed in slumber has been difficult. i am, in turn, becoming irritable, surly and just always sleepy. my dreams are so vivid that sometimes i don't want to wake up. when i do wake up, i wish i was back inside the dream to see how it unfolds. my dreams are so much more interesting than my real life. at least if i fuck things up real bad in my dreams, i can always start from scratch another night.

if i'm lucky, i can force myself to continue the dream if i'd awoke in the night. sometimes minor details are askew, but the main idea is still there.

in my dreams i look older. i'm still twenty-four years old, but i at least look my age. i am also taller, and have a deeper voice.

my dreams also have reoccurring themes, such as work, inability to open doors or locks, natural disasters, suicide, or being chased. upon reading many different web sites it is interesting to see the different interpretations and meanings of each of these topics.

anyway, i had nothing else interesting to talk about so i thought i'd share just this. sweet dreams.

i want to go back to the good life

there's nothing more depressing than coming home after an incredible vacation and arriving at a wet and rainy airport, and then drive almost two hours home in traffic. i find that i can have the most amazing time and then when i come home i'm in a very bitchy/surly mood. i don't understand it. you'd think that all i'd want to do is talk about the trip and show off pictures/video and whatnot. however, all i want to do is sleep.

now that my surliness and sleepyness has worn off, i am happy to talk about it!

i got to toronto on the 1st of march and met up with krista first thing in the morning. it was great to see her again, as i only really get to see her once a year. got to sit in on one of Krista's classes. the next day i met up with juice to discuss the future of the rights. got to sit down with him, have a few too many pints, and then went back to meet up with his colleague chris. later that night i met up with a few of krista's friends, including tera-lee, edward, and jesse. checked out a few of the cmw featured artists and then called it a night. saturday i got to meet krista's roommate heather, which was very nice because i've heard so many great things about her. we went bowling that night and i, of course, slaughtered everyone. on sunday i met up with beata, which was the first time i've seen her since 2001. we walked around kensington market and then i had sushi for the first time. i then stayed up and watched the oscars, and then heather and i watched 2 hours of the sunday night sex show. very saucy!

anyway, i had a great trip and thank you to everyone that took me in. i want to go back. i wish i had money to do so though!

currently listening to: weezer - the good life