| Friday, September 12th, 2003 |
| 9:37 pm |
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| Monday, January 20th, 2003 |
| 11:12 pm |
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| 1:29 pm |
It is now snowing the in the back yard... but NOT the FRONT YARD.... HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?? |
| 12:45 pm |
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| Sunday, January 19th, 2003 |
| 8:59 pm |
webberjt: i should just be the anti-casey? be a short skinny guy who chuckles really quietly and plays a lot of sports? GoldHattedGatsby: You mean Mike Casper? webberjt: oh, right webberjt: shit, you're right. what if you two met? GoldHattedGatsby: We... have met. GoldHattedGatsby: I went to highschool with him... as did you webberjt: oh...right... |
| Saturday, January 18th, 2003 |
| 11:37 am |
Home
Home! Is where I want to be, but I guess I'm already there... I'm going to my fake job.... so someone, come down to Salem and play LotR with me. I'm just an animal looking for a home, and to share the same space for a minute or two... Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: Talking Heads - This Must be the Place |
| 11:27 am |
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| 2:35 am |
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| Friday, January 17th, 2003 |
| 7:03 pm |
My Day
So... Kevin Spacey... or not. Yeah... as usuall, not. Friday night and I'm ::GASP:: at home... As usual I'm left feeling like it was pointless to even get out of bed. Current Mood: tired |
| 2:18 am |
Tommorow
I'm going to see Kevin Spacey speak tommorow.. If all goes to plan it'll be the bright spot in an otherwise dismal.... well, dismal long time. Sadly as the majority of you know, things never go according to plan with me... there's always some Mon Calamari yelling "IT'S A TRAP!" or some such nonsense. And the television is streaked with blood and smeared from your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out, but you underestimated it's strength. Or maybe you just weren't trying enough. Hello my name is distance and I really don't care if I ever wake up again. |
| Thursday, January 16th, 2003 |
| 8:34 pm |
Hrm...
Grrr... I keep trying to write this post, but I've deleted it and started over like, five times now so I'm gonna keep it to "Hrm...", "Grrr.... " and maybe even a "Gah!" .. .. GAH! Yup, there it goes. Current Mood: Hrm... Grr.... GAH!Current Music: From Autumn To Ashes - 01 - A Penny For Your Confessions |
| 5:22 pm |
New Slang
gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth. only, i don't know how they got out, dear. turn me back into the pet that i was when we met. i was happier then with no mind-set. new slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries. hope it's right when you die, old and bony. dawn breaks like a bull through the hall, never should have called but my head's to the wall and i'm lonely. i'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find. without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine? |
| 1:55 am |
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| 1:46 am |
Casey's Mopey Music
In No Order.... The Hives - Numbers Ben Folds - Annie Waits Foo Fighters - All My Life Ben Folds - Gone Cake - Opera Singer Elvis Costello - Radio Silence Far - I Like it Far - Mother Mary Belle & Sebastian - A Summer Wasting Smog - Cold Blooded Old Times OK Go - 1000 Miles Per Hour Paul Simon - 50 Ways to Leave your Lover Groovie Ghoulies - Have Your Way With Me Rasputina - Wish You Were Here Spoon - The Way We Get By STP - Big Bang Baby Talking Heads - This Must Be the Place (or Girlfriend is Better... I alternate) Microphones - Oh Anna The Shins - New Slang Bruce Lee Band - She's an Angel Current Music: The Hives - Numbers |
| 12:49 am |
SO....
My mom found my Cube... I more or less CANNOT win at the upcoming PSQ... and I got turned down for two more jobs today.... the hits just keep on coming. |
| Wednesday, January 15th, 2003 |
| 3:37 am |
Ugh
i wish i were dead maybe wishes really do come true |
| Tuesday, January 14th, 2003 |
| 10:46 pm |
You know what? Nevermind. It's still true. FUCK. I'm a miserable person and.. arg.. I'm a great big mess. |
| Sunday, January 12th, 2003 |
| 6:57 pm |
I...
I'm just so tired. Of everything. I can't deal with things anymore. |
| Monday, January 6th, 2003 |
| 3:36 pm |
A.k.a. I.D.I.O.T.
You laugh at me and call me i-d-i-o-t. You laugh and turn your back cause I'm not like you're supposed to be. But it's not a question - a question of low iq. Cause if it was well then the answer wouldn't be me but you. a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, don't know who the hell I'm supposed to be i-d-i-o-t a.k.a i-d-i-o-t, yeah thats me i-d-i-o-t. I put with being laughed at cause I put up with being me. And then on artificial someone says I'm the i-d-i-o-t. But I got motivation yeah I pretty much love it all. To make your artificial nation stumble and fall. I know that I'm a screw up. I know I'm in it bad. I know that I am up against a mighty mighty man. But I'm satisfied with being, being one of the lucky few. Who'll be the ones laughing knowing that the joke is gonna be on you. |
| Monday, December 23rd, 2002 |
| 12:55 pm |
GoldHattedGatsby: I was talking to gun mike from weston and he said the weapons are really accurate in (America's Army) webberjt: well, yeah webberjt: the army made it webberjt: they wouldn't want to reveal their secret railgun technology to us webberjt: you watch the news during the invasion of iraq, and you see soldiers rocket-jumping onto high places webberjt: "We will not rest...until we are absolutely sure that Saddam Hussein...no longer has the quad damage." GoldHattedGatsby: Ok... no more Quake.... for THAT man. webberjt: wait, i think i can milk this joke some more webberjt: oh no! Bin Laden respawned again! My Friend Mike On That Interaction:StantonMJS: Poor insane Webber |