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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Sun, 13 May 2007 06:56:19 GMT

Alright, all joking and blog terrorism aside, this xanga is officially dead. Fer real.

I'm done with online journaling. Hope to see you all in real life.

Goodnight.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Fri, 11 May 2007 16:45:02 GMT

Hey guys, there is something I've been meaning to get off my chest for a while:

I'm gay.

I'm being 100% honest here, I'm tired of hiding it behind a girlfriend and crappy acoustic songs.

I feel a lot better now, a lot more honest.

No-Homo.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 08:07:45 GMT

I wanna buy you an old upright
I wanna accidentally stay all night
I wanna read the Bible and I wanna make out
- Derek Webb

Orangutank

Fri, 20 Apr 2007 06:45:23 GMT

So I'm in a band. And I have a lot of fun playing music and hanging out with them. And we recorded two original songs and posted them up on the interweb. Listen and enjoy.

myspace.com/orangutank

YEAH.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Sun, 15 Apr 2007 07:16:34 GMT

And then she said, "Nu-Uh!" And I was like, "Psshhhhhhhyeah." And she was all "Mmmmhmmm."

And that's when I said, "Your face."

And then I pulled out my beretta.

Oh my soul

Mon, 09 Apr 2007 18:30:21 GMT

So I made a mix. For Mez. A MezMix, if you will... and I'm pretty sure you will. I really like it.

For Mez 10: How Do You Keep Love Alive?

Your Ex-Lover is Dead - Stars
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter - The Anniversary
Neighborhood #3 (Power Out) - Arcade Fire
Black Wave - The Shins
This House Is Not For Sale - Ryan Adams
Oh, It Is Love - Hellogoodbye
Canons - Jeremy Enigk
Eveningland - Hem
We'll Meet Along The Way - Hem
Start The Machine - Angels & Airwaves
No Cars Go - Arcade Fire
Eyes - Rogue Wave
Minerva - Deftones
Dokkoise House (with face covered) - Anathallo
Castling - Lovedrug
On Peak Hill - Stars
Tonight, Tonight (Acoustic) - Smashing Pumpkins
How Do You Keep Love Alive? - Ryan Adams & The Cardinals
Salesman At the Day of the Parade - Rogue Wave
So Long, Lonesome - Explosions in the Sky

Nothing is hopeless. Not while there's life.

Thu, 29 Mar 2007 08:58:47 GMT

Comics are really great.

That is all.

MTV, what have you done to me?

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 18:19:17 GMT

"To him who can thank God with free heart for his good wine, there is a glad significance in the fact that our Lord's first miracle was this turning of water into wine. It is a true symbol of what he has done for the world in glorifying all things. With his divine alchemy he turns not only water into wine, but common things into radiant mysteries, yea, every meal into a eucharist, and the jaws of the sepulchre into an outgoing gate...
That the wine should be his first miracle, and that the feeding of the multitudes should be the only other creative miracle, will also suggest many thoughts in connection with the symbol he has left us of his relation to his brethren. In the wine and the bread of the eucharist, he reminds us how utterly he has given, is giving, himself for the gladness and the strength of his Father's children. Yea more; for in that he is the radiation of the Father's glory, this bread and wine is the symbol of how utterly the Father gives himself to his children, how earnestly he would have them partakers of his own being. If Jesus was the son of the Father, is it hard to believe that he should give men bread and wine?"
- George MacDonald

I am in love with Life.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 17:11:59 GMT

The muscle and bone - they encase my heart but never touch my soul.
I'll save that for the water and its shore, fear makes friends with joy.

And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget How the music stopped or the feel of your breath.
And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget How the music stopped or the feel of your breath.
And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget How the music stopped or the feel of your breath.
And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget How the music stopped or the feel of your breath.

The flesh and the blood - they keep my body warm but still my mind is cold.
To know what's fair is not always fair, but what proves real will never flee.

And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget
How that black dress fell upon your white neck.
Grand Isle rests quiet this time of year
And I know you will be leaving soon my dear.

- The Anniversary

Monday, March 05, 2007

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 23:00:57 GMT

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