Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Kidlet time!

My kidlet is here! We are busy being silly and stuff, so have a good week and stay out of trouble so I don't have to come back and kick anybody's asses.

...heh

Friday, August 18, 2006

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

a cold night in the sunshine state

I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here that I know?
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone

Oh why is everything so confusing?
Maybe I'm just out of my mind

It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I...I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I...I'm with you
I'm with you

(Fragments of Avril Lavigne's "I'm With You". A song really worth listening to.) Posted by Picasa

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Sunday, August 06, 2006

I can remember sometimes...

As black as the night can get
Everything is safe now
There's always a way to forget
Once you learn to find a way how

In the blur of serenity
Where did everything get lost?
The flowers of naivety
Buried in a layer of frost
The smell of sunshine
I can remember sometimes

NIN, I'm Looking Forward to Joining You Posted by Picasa

Saturday, August 05, 2006

strange landscapes

The more I stay in here
The more it's not so clear
The more I stay in here
The more I disappear
As far as I have gone
I knew which side I'm on
But now I'm not so sure
The line begins to blur

NIN, The Line Begins To Blur Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Sunday, July 30, 2006

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

soft caresses

Softly, deftly
Music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it
Secretly possess you
Open up your mind
Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

My favorite song from The Phantom of the Opera...Music of the Night Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

losing ground

I'm losing ground
Well, you know how this world can beat you down
And I'm made of clay
I fear I'm the only one who thinks that way

I'm always falling down the same hill
bamboo puncturing this skin
and nothing comes bleeding out of me
Just like a waterfall
I'm drowning in

2 feet below the surface
I can still make out your face
and if I could just reach you
maybe I could leave this place

I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this

NIN, I Do Not Want This Posted by Picasa

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Monday, July 17, 2006