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| Saturday, October 27th, 2007 | | 6:38 pm |
Hey y'all. I'm not entirely sure who even reads/updates their LJ's anymore, but I'm trying to get as many opinions as possible on some of these stories I've had to write for Uni. If you see this, I'd appreciate a comment even if it's: Shit. This is called Anita, and it's a little...Well just enjoy it. Cheers y'all. ( Anita ) | | Saturday, June 9th, 2007 | | 4:01 pm |
Betcha thought I was dead, huh?
Well I'm not, I'm alive, large and in charge, and kicking all sorts of ass. I have no real idea when I last updated, probably haven't for over a year. Nonetheless, here is a basic rundown of my past year: I've been accepted into a moderately prestigious university called Queen Mary's where I'll be studying film come this fall. I'm not entirely sure why I'm going beyond having credentials in my back pocket as I don't really wanna make movies or even go to uni. Oh well. I guess I can always use it in some other way. Like making video games or something like I used to when I was 14 with my friends. I'm deeply in love with my girlfriend Ellie, we've been together for nearing a year and a half now and are showing no signs of slowing. We're moving in together when Uni starts, she's studying illustration and animation. My band is on a bit of a hiatus right now. Which isn't to say it's over, we've just had to take a break while our drummer sits his exams. We've had two reasonably successful gigs one of which we were supporting the other we were headlining. We're still busily knocking out what are called our 'Heatham Sessions' which are bigger versions of our demos but it's becoming a bigger pain in the ass as each day goes by. My birthday was eight days ago and I've finally joined the rest of the world and gotten a mobile phone. Not by choice mind, but I do have one. It's a bizzare sensation and I can't help but feel mildly guilty and dirty each time my pocket starts jiggling and vibrating. Strange times. I've recently discovered the comic series Bone by Jeff Smith. I highly recommend anyone looking to get into comics or who frankly has half a sense of humour to check it out. It's sweet, fun, sad and ultimately heartwarming. Jesus I sound like a cock. But seriously, it's good. Anyhow, to summarize: I've spent the majority of the last year slacking around playing music and video games. I'm now busting my ass working overtime to scrape together around £2,200 to buy PA's and other nice things, but am steadily feeling like "butter spread over too much bread." I'm seeing The White Stripes in four (maybe two) days and am shitting myself with excitement. I'm currently freezing in the children's section of Kingston Library. And I hope life is treating you as well as you deserve (and all that that entails). Until what will likely be a very long next time, take care, and enjoy the ride. -Dash | | Wednesday, September 20th, 2006 | | 10:33 pm |
THEY ARE SO UP
By the time you read this 3 out of the 4 songs I've listed will be up, and twenty odd minutes from now, the final one will be as well. Upon listening to them again today, I've decided i'm really proud of them. Yes they have some technical flaws and sometimes the singing goes a little out of key (cough cough) but still, they're really good songs and i'm happy as can be. So with out further ado: http://myspace.com/thevaudevillesmusicenjoy it y'all! (Oh and friend us please because the more friends we have the more fun things we can do with myspace) Thanks! Dash | | 9:52 am |
Hello everybody
My band, The Vaudevilles will finally be putting up some (rough) recorded songs for you to hear on MySpace. We are the fourth ones down the page. They should be up by the end of today my time (probably before twelve o'clock in the afternoon for my West Coast chums and hopefully before three in the afternoon for my East Coast buddies). The songs are: 1. Dazed: The rocky one. Probably first single. Feels like The Who meets The Talking Heads. Dig those harmonies. 2. Green Eyed Monster: The piano-y one. Stomping piano and a bassline that wishes it was a lead guitar solo. Paranoia riddled, in a good way. 3. The Magic Song: The trippy one. Winding electric guitars, tribal drums and ragged acoustic swirl around echoing vocals. Shortest recorded, yet longest live. 4. The Great DNA Chain: The ballady one. The big one, filled with jangly acoustic guitar, a sing-along chorus and creamy country harmonies. Breath deep children. Okay now that I've shamelessly talked up the songs it's now time to make excuses: Basically we recorded these all in my room on Pro Tools (basically a recording studio built into your computer) however as I don't actually know how to work a mixing desk (I'm not a real producer) some of the songs might require some eventual re-recording or adjusting, or simply for you to turn up or down the volume. Anyhow, I hope you all enjoy them. This is the answer to the question that probably hasn't really been going through your mind: What the hell has Dashiell been up to for AGES. Well now you know. Oh! Also, while you can download the files form the MySpace, they're HUGE so it might be easier for us to just send you the files over MSN or AIM, or we could just send you the EP if you really want it. If anyone knows how to change WAV files into smaller MP3 files, I'd appreciate the help. Just a reminder, the files haven't been posted yet. I'll put up another entry in a few hours saying when they have, I'm just too excited to wait. Thanks again! And take care y'all! With love from Dash and the rest of The Vaudevilles. | | Thursday, June 15th, 2006 | | 10:10 pm |
My eyes hurt
It's late and I've got an exam in the morning. I should probably go to bed but...meh. So what's been up with me lately... I don't even look at when I last updated this thing any more. I just tend to glance over the friends page, look at the pictures, smile to myself nostalgically and then remember I'm supposed to be doing stuff like revising for my A-levels. Oy... Roughly twelve days till I never have to a piece of schoolwork again. I should really call some people from LA, as I can't use AIM anymore because my computer is trashed. Oh well. I just noticed some comments on my myspace wishing me a happy birthday. Even though I think only zoey will see me thanking her here, thankyou to everyone who did that, and if i've missed your birthday this year, happy birthday right back. Yes yes. I run out of things to say far too quickly. I'm thinking of looking into voice acting, I've been building contacts at radio stations/ad agencies for work like that... Plus it helps for the music side of life. So yeah. I've also written a the longest song i've ever done clocking in at around 9 verses. It's sorta like iggy Pop's song "The Passenger" musically meets Bob Dylan lyrically... and probably aesthetically. It's called "Why Revolution?" so yeah... you heard it hear first. That song'll be big. Okay I'm done boring you to tears. G'night y'all. | | Monday, May 8th, 2006 | | 3:15 pm |
Just how fucking ice cold cool will the Reading Festival be?
Cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass fucking monkey. And with a lineup like this those monkeys better hold onto their balls tight: FRIDAY Main StageFranz Ferdinand Kaiser Chiefs Audioslave Yeah Yeah Yeahs Belle & Sebastian Fall Out Boy The Subways Panic! At The Disco NME / Radio 1 StagePrimal Scream Dizzee Rascal Special guests Secret Machines Mystery Jets Peaches Gogol Bordello Guillemots The Long Blondes SATURDAY Main StageMuse Arctic Monkeys The Streets Feeder Dirty Pretty Things The Futureheads The Cribs Wolfmother Flogging Molly NME / Radio 1 StageThe Raconteurs Coheed & Cambria Jet Clap Your Hands Say Yeah The Fall The Shins Be Your Own Pet Milburn Plan B Giant Drag 747's SUNDAY Main StagePearl Jam Placebo My Chemical Romance Slayer Special guests Less Than Jake Dashboard Confessional Taking Back Sunday Mastadon NME / Radio 1 StageMaximo Park The Rakes The Kooks Boy Kill Boy Broken Social Scene Goldie Lookin Chain Hope Of The States Dresden Dolls The Automatic ¡Forward Russia! Tapes 'N Tapes HOLY. BITCHSLAPPIN'. SHIT. Suddenly I can't wait for the end of Summer. | | Saturday, April 29th, 2006 | | 9:42 pm |
I will not get bored of this update I will not get bored of this update
Well as I say in just about every update I write these days, DAMN it's been awhile since i've done ANYTHING on livejournal. Something must have been distracting me but I have no idea what. Really. Okay so I know I've repeated this over and over and over but now it's actually... iunno true? My band is finally in it's final form, we have me on vocals, guitar and bass, george ditto, and the new members Lida on vocals/guitar and the Siblings Ellie and Nick Pile on vocals/piano and drums respectively. We are called Belladonna as it was the only name we could vaguely agree upon (it means both deadly nightshade AND beautiful woman). Anyway, hopefully we'll have some stuff recorded by june-ish time to share with everyone. So otherwise frankly not much has been going on. I tend to forget how having a significant other tends to (albeit in a blindingly wonderful way) take up alot of your time. Point is I'm not complaining just not much to report. I still hate school, my mondays/tuesdays/wednesdays are a living hell due to the fact I can never escape my education because of excessive tutoring and life is generally difficult in that reguard. Boooo. Well I hope everyone is having a nice time in dreamland. Sorry this was vaguely uninteresting etc... I'll be more excited when we have those songs done. Buhbye y'all, Dash | | Sunday, February 26th, 2006 | | 6:01 pm |
Hello!
Major drinking party last night. Waking up in the harsh light of day in Ellie's room there were fifteenish cans of Stella Artois (a beer) strewn around, three bottles of different brands of cheap white wine, one bottle of jose cuervo, nine or so slices of lime, a salt grinder, a pot of sugar that had turned brown due to beer being poured in it, six egg cups, several wrappers from different types of granola bars, an (empty) sick bowl and towel, a pair of girls cowboy boots, the girl that those boots belong to curled up in a blanket on a threadbare mattress on the floor, and a banjo. Whatta night. And as always follows whatta morning after. The intense burning in my stomach could only have been likened to the sweet embrace of a nine foot pole being rammed down your throat. A pole of FIRE. By the time I got carted home I was slightly delirious, climbed into my room turned on Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas in the background and fell asleep. It invaded my dreams though in bizarre ways that I can't explain here. I woke up eventually, wandered around feeling a little better. Gave Ellie a call and found out how she was coping, being forced to clean up a bathroom-cum-vomitorium after last nights epic. Several times. But otherwise she was fine. At the moment I'm sitting bleary eyed in front of my computer (after sleeping again for three hours or so) thinking about the fact I'm not gonna finish my History Coursework, not gonna be ready for house drama on tuesday (we haven't cast, rehearsed, finished writing or just generally done anything for it), and not ready for life in general. Oh well. Buy the ticket, take the ride, disappear safely into obscurity, just another freak in the freak kingdom. | | Sunday, February 12th, 2006 | | 5:03 pm |
vibratory social harmonics
Well I haven't said anything here in a long time. I usually wind up typing an entry and then thinking better of it and not posting. Well, what on Earth is going on with me? Let's go in...uhmmm... some sort of order. Me: I myself am physically sick, and have been for several weeks drifting in and out of having a flu/cold. At this point I just have a very bad cold. I felt worse yesterday but after a visit from Ellie am now much better. I guess. It was her turn anyway considering the amount of times I went to take care of her when she was sick. In other news, I am getting heavily into Bob Dylan. I'd never really listened to much of his stuff before, which is bizzare consdering how similar our song writing styles are. On the down side and a somewhat related note my acoustic guitar has died. It's neck cracked at the headstock. I'm so sad. I suppose. I do still have an electric and two basses but it's just not the SAME. Anyhow. My Band: We are officially called Dharma Bums, the name of a Jack Kerouac novel who we have all discovered we share a passion for. Ah yes, by 'we' I mean George, our NEW GUITARIST AND VOCALIST, LIDA, AND OUR DRUMMER, 'GINGER' MATT. What's that sound? Could it be the rush of the cosmos falling into place as four genious muscians gather together to kick your ear's ass? Why yes I do believe it is. School: I'm bunking alot. Or was till they put me on report. Now it's just once a week. Or so. I'll probably take Tuesday off anyway. Yeah. Tuesday. Stupid responsibilities. There are a hell of a lotta 'i's in that word. Well I guess. That's about it. Oh, a note mainly for Tai I guess, I'm playing Chrono Cross again, and it's kicking ass, AGAIN. Yes I suppose that's it. Oh, I also decided I want to grow up to be Hunter S. Thompson. Well, that is all for tonight. Goodnight T.V. land. Dash Current Music: My Generation - The Who | | Sunday, January 22nd, 2006 | | 5:20 pm |
Well, well, we meet again
I got really drunk last night. Again. And it was very fun. I did this because I have to shave off my beard tonight. Again. Which is not so fun. My school sucks. Why do they hate me and my individuality and then punish me for it but refuse to acknowledge that i'm in trouble, saying it's beind done to 'help me focus?' Anyhow. Going back, last night was a good time. Met two girls named Ellie and Carol who are helping George and I with our band, maybe our band will team up with their's to make a supergroup! Maybe yes! Maybe no! Either way it's all good. Then Joe and his girlfriend Polly and Yosef all came over and much beer, wine and southern comfort mixed with peach...drink was passed around. Then Yosef passed out. Then Joe went into the toilet with Polly and didn't come out for ages, but every time we told him not to be making the sweet love in the toilet he angrily (and drunkenly) yell back "FUCK YOU I'LL DO WHAT I WANT." Leaving Ellie, Carol, George and myself to exchange glances and nervously shift away from the pulsating door. This morning I didn't feel that ill but did feel very tired, like i'd run alot. Everyone had left but Yosef, so he George (it was his house) and I headed out for breakfast and had paninini's which were fabulous, the crisp air bighting every fibre of your being awake, the coffee sweet, the pigeons loud. What a morning. All was brilliant. Then I began to feel like shit. So we went to HMV so I could buy Yosef a DVD, which I did, and bought myself both the book and film of 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' which is promptly when I got home and found it to be an amazing hangover cure. Probably because everyone is more fucked up then I was. Probably. So that's about it, I keep trying to reach Chris but also keep missing him. I guess. Must remedy that. Uhmmmm. Yeah. Fraggle Rock rules. Giant Drag in February. Ape Escape is so cool. Thank you very much, over and out. Dash | | Wednesday, December 28th, 2005 | | 1:54 am |
The stars in your eyes were stolen
I have just written what may be one of my greatest songs ever. Period. It's amazing, and finally I'm able to get some shit that's been rocking around in my mind since I fucking began song writing down onto paper and am happy with it. It's a good feeling. And I finally used a bar chord in a song. I hate bar chords but F is a pain in the ass otherwise. Yeah. Cool. Well christmas time is over... Sad I guess, but then the best part is really the anticipation then the actual deed as they say. I don't know what point I was trying to make there. Gimme a break, it is two AM. God my fingers burn. Uhmmm... I hate it when I run out of things to say on here. You know what? I might try to find a way to put my accoustic demos of these songs on the web so you can hear them as they grow and stuff. Just not on myspace...yet. Maybe someone can help me make a website on which George and I can put up stuff like that *coughsarahcough*. Yeah, we'll see. Okay be right back. *eight odd minutes later* Just played my dad the song. HE really like it, though I fucked up on the music abit because my hands hurt so much from playing for two hours straight. Yeah I don't know what else to say really. Uhhh... I saw King Kong, thought it was fantastic. Have an assload of work left to do, haven't done any of it ofcourse. I need to get some photos and stuff. God, is it that life is boring or i'm just to tired and pained to write much more. Bit of both i guess. More later maybe. G'night. | | Tuesday, December 13th, 2005 | | 11:36 am |
Yadda, yadda, yadda really bored looked interesting yadda yadda
Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005. Post the first line of it in your journal, and that's your "Year In Review". January: Yeah. Big hooplah over those pixers i put up. I hope you all enjoyed that, i'll try to give lil' visual updates every so often so you're not to surprised when i arrive this summer and go: "Where's Dashiell? All I see is this OLYMPIAN GOD standing in front of me." February: Fun stuff, got back from Paris a few days ago, would have made this update sooner but my computer wasn't working. March: Fuck. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. April: Okay well, these are some pictures of me with my new shorter hair cut. Of course I actually got the cut an odd month or so ago, so it's not as extreme as it first was May: Since I'm coming over your way very soon and am bringing my bass tell me a song or two to learn so that i can totally play it for you when i get there. I'm referring to america for those of you who are a little confused. June: So my birthday came and went, good times i suppose but i didn't see any of my friends because A) i don't feel i have any friends close enough to me that i would want to spend my birthday with them and B) exams are close so they prolly couldn't do anything anyway. July: Oyyyyyy Blah, I don't feel good but I figured I should update as I haven't in a long time. August: Time is running short-- I'm leaving LA in five days time. If i have not seen you yet drop me a line here and i'll find some way for us to hang out. Of course if you don't want to hang out then don't bother, i'm just saying-- well you get it. Have a nice summer. September: It's strange usually I feel ready to go back to school by the last week or two of summer but I actually feel physically ill at the prospect this time round. October: i think we should all form a big americana folk blues band. who's with me? November: Did you ever just want to run away? Leave EVERYTHING behind and just start over December: Well. It has been a painfully long time since I last updated. Long time. Like since November. Which is both mentally and physically long. You get the idea. Well that killed a few minutes... and wasn't as funny as I'd hoped. Oh well. God i'm depressing. | | Friday, December 9th, 2005 | | 5:39 pm |
Damn right brother man
Well. It has been a painfully long time since I last updated. Long time. Like since November. Which is both mentally and physically long. You get the idea. So what's been up. Uhmmm. We finished Arkham Aslyum ages ago, sold out every night and got rave reviews. Yeah. I'm never working with Michael or Mehdi again. Just ever. At least not directing. Goddamn. Fun times after closing though as always, we all went to the pub across from the school, but then got bored and went wandering, drinking shots of tequila and eating nachos, and eventually wound up in George's room at three in the morning strumming an accoustic guitar with a goregous girl on my knee. An average night of my life in other words. Speaking of me strumming on a guitar we did the performance with George's guitar class on Sunday and it was a huge success. We were considered the highlight of the night, better then the actual bands who were performing. We even had a groupie section... well two fifteen year old girls we met before the show who kept jumping up and down and dancing and screaming when we were playing. They were really safe though, they liked some of the songs I'd written. Which reminds me, we're renting out a recording studio in a week or two to record some demo's for you all to hear. And no we still don't really have a name but here's a few we are considering: 1. We Burn Forests 2. Is-On-The (Pronounced as one word) 3. Educational Poster 4. The Travelling Fandango 5. Refusnik Yeah... I think there are more but I forget them. Our EP/LP will be called 'The Aims of a Modern Zoo' that's all I remember for sure. Oh and in case you were wondering: a few song titles. 1. If only I knew (What I Know Now) 2. Speak To Me 3. Fear For Your Life 4. 5 AM 5. The Long and Incredible Journey of Jeffrey Giraffe Through The Heart Of The City Good stuff. A small sample of many I might add. What else is happening... Went to a party on friday, drank lots of booze, partied and danced myself to oblivion to the modern serenades of today and ran a little closer to that glowing light where the world becomes a physical and ultimate emotion. That and I didn't get hung over the next day; but neither did I go to work. Good times. Okay, that's enough for now. Current Music: Whatever is on TV right now... The Coral I think. | | Monday, November 21st, 2005 | | 10:28 pm |
The gig man returns...PART 2
Oyez oyez, I am going to do ANOTHER gig with George's guitar class and guess what...I MIGHT BE SINGING. I know, it scares me too. We had the first rehearsal today and it went pretty well considering there was no drummer. We ran all the songs (Joy Division's 'Love Will Tear Us Apart', Lynyrd Skynyrd's 'Sweet Home Alabama', The Clash's 'Should I Stay Or Should I Go' and finally Green Day's 'Wake Me Up When September Ends') and it went really well but no one was really singing except for the teacher and he didn't want to sing two of them anyway. So through many hi jinx and hilarious situations I might be singing Wake Me Up When September Ends. STOP LAUGHING. Anyhow, it was all cool. The teacher (named Kevin) hung out for awhile at my house (I had to burn him a CD of the songs) and he scoped my new guitar. It was cool, he's a good contact to have. He's in five bands and know's lots of managers etc... Andddd yeah. Gig is in two weeks. Should be fun. ARKHAM ASYLUM IS DRIVING ME FUCKING BATSHIT. I hate the other directors, they are fucking morons. They don't know how to serve the text, only how to use 'cool' techniques that make no fucking sense. So much for my well thought out motifs and symbols. Fucking retards. I'm bored and it's hard to type. I hate blog entries that just summarize your day but that's what this is really. I figured out the difference between my new entries and my old ones. I had no life in the old ones so I put more effort into making it cool and interesting and i drank more. NOW I have a little life, I get to tired to make it interesting and I don't drink as much. BOOOOOOO. BLAHBLAHBALHBLAJFBLSAJBDFOUWEHNRFGOUERHN FGOUNEFG. FUcking boredom | | Thursday, November 10th, 2005 | | 11:41 pm |
Did you ever just want to run away? Leave EVERYTHING behind and just start over. Clean slate and all that. It's amazing... I've never actually gotten to a point in my life before where I can't find one single factor that makes me happy. Everything has lost meaning, and I never get a break from the endless bullshit. I think it'd be nice to just go. Run. Leave it all and make it better. Fuck it'd be hard but I can't imagine it to be much worse than where I'm at right now. I wish I could just take a guitar and run, I had a romantic vision of myself making my way to...wherever by playing music for money, funding my way across some forgotten wasteland where men still wear bowler hats and black coats while women dance in hoopskirts and fan themselves in the noon sun. In some shows I'm joined by fellow travelers...an old blind harmonica player or a mysterious fiddler... Of course I know this place exists no where but in my mind and if I actually went and tried it I'd just wind up homeless, addicted to drugs and living in a harsh light of regret and foolish pipe dreams. In the light of a future glowing bright with opportunity and possibility it's hard to know which doors to turn to and which road to take to get there. In the end all we have is eachother when our questions are answered and our answers are questioned, we only have love and dreams and memories to make us stronger and help us get through the grand opera that is life. I'll help you, she'll help you, he'll help you, and you'll help them. Feel the love and follow your dreams and stay away from the doubters to play in fields of perfection. Avalon is where we'll run forever free. Love, Dash | | Friday, October 28th, 2005 | | 8:20 pm |
Two faced monkey man in the mirror
Yeah, know what I said about trying to do 'real and better' updates? I lied, instead i'm gonna do THIS: Advanced Global Personality Test Results | Take Free Advanced Global Personality Testpersonality tests by similarminds.comStability results were moderately high which suggests you are relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic. Orderliness results were low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment. Extraversion results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity. trait snapshot: messy, tough, disorganized, fearless, not rule conscious, likes the unknown, rarely worries, rash, attracted to the counter culture, rarely irritated, positive, resilient, abstract, not a perfectionist, risk taker, strange, weird, self reliant, leisurely, dangerous, anti-authority, trusting, optimistic, positive, thrill seeker, likes bizarre things, sarcastic Current Music: Expecting - The White Stripes | | 4:00 am |
I just spent the last two hours reading my old livejournal entries from may to august, while sipping from a bottle of red wine no less, just to make the picture of nostalgia complete, and realized: my livejournal entries were so much more interesting and better written back then. which kind of confirms this sneaking suspiscion i've been having that since i went back to school i've gotten dumber, not smarter. Who knows? I suppose another large part of it comes from the fact that I write all my later ones without being slicked by a few drinks. Hahaha, I am the nazi warden of my own fun times. Fucking me. Fucking you. And fucking chocolate which tastes terrible when combined with rainbow coloured intestinal gasses and wine. In other words when you burp it tastes like you've vomited. that's advice children. So. I've decided to start to do things right from now on. Focus on things i feel are important or feel bad about. Zoey, your amp should be back in your posession and at this point no excuse i can give you (beyond the pigheadedness of peter) can excuse the fact it's not back in your loving arms. however peter will be here in a few days time so i will berate him and order him to bring your amplifier back. don't worry anymore. i will have fully taken control of the situation (like i should have from the start). I also think i will call people and get nostalgic and chill out with my friends. cuz that's important to me. i think i really will finish these scripts and get these movies shot. i will get a fucking drummer. i will do everything that will help me do what i want in life. life will be good again. IN THE END WE ALL TRAVEL THROUGH WAVES OF TECHNICOLOUR LIGHTS TOWARDS OUR OWN OBLIVION. THE IMPORTANT PART IS THAT WE HAVE A COMRADE BY OUR SIDE, ONE WHO WILL FOREVER CARRY OUR SHIELD AND SWORD TO HELP DEFEND PROTECT AND RELY UPON YOU WHEN YOU BOTH CONFRONT THE DEMON ON THE OTHER SIDE. RUN FROM YOUR CAGES, LEARN FROM THE WORLD AND ON YOUR OWN. I LOVE HIM AND HER, I LOVE YOU AND HOPE YOU LOVE ME BACK. I AM NOT GOD. I AM NOT MAN. I AM BEYOND MY OWN COMPREHENSION. ACCEPT THE GOLDEN LIGHTS THAT INVADE YOUR BRAINS TO CREATE A NEW WORLD WHERE MOTHERS DRIVE YOU TO SOCCER PRACTICE AND SMILE. JUST DON'T GET CAUGHT BY THE EVIL BABY. PLEASE. BECAUSE THEN YOU WILL NEVER KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN REALITY AND NOTHING. Love and kisses, Dash Current Music: Everything's Worse - Giant Drag | | Tuesday, October 25th, 2005 | | 10:22 pm |
Okay time for a proper update
It's been a long time since I actually did a real update of somesort versus just posting two or three sentences before getting bored and just slamming whatever I've dribbled out against the wall and jamming a nail through it for all to see... ( Uhmmm... ) | | Thursday, October 20th, 2005 | | 1:00 pm |
Everyone
Meet my new baby:  Oh yes. And check out this band: Giant DragAnd yeah, see them if you can. I'll do a better update later a respond to comments i may have gotten in an orderly fashion. Bye. Current Music: Kevin's Gay - Giant Drag | | Saturday, October 15th, 2005 | | 11:56 pm |
i think we should all form a big americana folk blues band. who's with me? Current Music: The Van Lear Rose |
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