late night post. Say hullo. Really wish i had a day to just sleep in, kick back, head to sprinkles, go for a run. Find time for more than just the movies i can fit in while writing an essay or studying for a midterm. Currently watching Saw V. Its a little ehhhhh but i feel like now that i've started i've gotta finish it.
One armed scissor. Its not going to get you very far when trying to cut paper... but it does make for a great song by At The Drive-In... found an AP article in a previous edition and they did interviews with musicians (like anberlin, paramore, AFI, taking back sunday) to get their view and opinions on former bands. Really good. The article on AFI this month only reaffirmed my belief that AFI has become a 'DAVEY HAVOC' rather than 4 dudes in a band. The pictures only further my belief by showing only close ups of Davey. Nothing against Davey, but i would love to be able to buy a magazine and rip out a whole page with a picture of just Adam. Whoever said Drummers are the most unseen in a band might have been right, but it doesn't mean that off the stage they deserve to be treated the same way.
Planning on buying more DVDs in the future to actually start a library. Only own maybe 10 DVDs right now. What i want most currently is the whole criminal minds series and all of Wes Anderson's films. Right now i currently only own The Royal Tennenbaums but i think it's my favorite one so far. Can't wait to get around to seeing the Fantastic Mr. Fox. So excited.
Speaking of excited, of course i'm stoked for New Jersey in 6 weeks. I'll be so happy school is over that i probably won't care if all we do is spend all day in bed while it's snowing outside and we only crawl out of bed for food (unless it's being served to us... i'll totally settle for that) But also about new jersey i really really really want another tattoo. like INSANELY badly. So i was looking up pictures and i found this one. Wasn't intentionally even looking for tattoos. I just thought it looked really pretty. And speaking of pictures i really love the one at the beginning of the post. If i could be brave enough again and lose like 30 lbs i would love to cut my hair like that again. So pretty. But the mug is also fabulous.
Well speaking of hair i finally got around to recolouring my hair after two months of avoiding going to get my roots redone. This picture looks really corny right now... but the fact that the picture includes my dearest Adam Carson makes this picture serve a dual purpose.
my throat is somewhat sore currently so i'm working on pumping down the hot tea with honey and avoiding all people with coughs or the swine flu. CANNOT afford to get sick YET again this semester. This is the most i've been sick in a semester. But what would instantly make me feel better is if i could be drinking my tea from this...
YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT
Cold Hands - AFI
How I regret what I must do but you've left me no choice.
Though I still strain I can't recall the beauty of your fey voice.
Now that I've heard come through the walls a song I've heard many times
I must return all you gave me in the company of swine.
We had found sacred ground you burnt down.
I thought you sang so tastefully but now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when I leave so, please, cut the love song.
How I regret what I must do but you must be replaced
For I cannot go on suffering such simple and common tastes.
When you met my eyes you sang to me of passion, pain and will.
When I blinked you turned away to kiss the hand of filth.
You had found sacred ground I'll burn down
Tell me who will hear your voice, your song,
When the smoke has cleared and the lights are gone?
Tell me, who appears when I'm gone.
Though I still strain I can't recall the beauty of your fey voice.
Now that I've heard come through the walls a song I've heard many times
I must return all you gave me in the company of swine.
We had found sacred ground you burnt down.
I thought you sang so tastefully but now I see I was wrong.
Your serenade turns to filth when I leave so, please, cut the love song.
How I regret what I must do but you must be replaced
For I cannot go on suffering such simple and common tastes.
When you met my eyes you sang to me of passion, pain and will.
When I blinked you turned away to kiss the hand of filth.
You had found sacred ground I'll burn down
Tell me who will hear your voice, your song,
When the smoke has cleared and the lights are gone?
Tell me, who appears when I'm gone.
Where We Used To Play - AFI
I might seem a bit peculiar
A bit not right
For though I try, I remain a stranger not of this time.
I swear I'm almost there
Though I've been wandering for days.
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play.
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days.
I know I'm with strangers I recognize and I realize my own disowned me. Were never mind.
I swear I'm almost there.
This is right where we used to play.
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play.
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days.
I never will let it go until I find the place I called mine.
I never was truly meant for this time.
A bit not right
For though I try, I remain a stranger not of this time.
I swear I'm almost there
Though I've been wandering for days.
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play.
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days.
I know I'm with strangers I recognize and I realize my own disowned me. Were never mind.
I swear I'm almost there.
This is right where we used to play.
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play.
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days.
I never will let it go until I find the place I called mine.
I never was truly meant for this time.
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