I Love The Sea

03:56 pm - wow

Brandon.
If you really did get out of Columbus before me....
I'm fucking depressed then.
Bum deal.






Where am I going, man?

06:07 am

wowzer!
i got more things in my mind then...then...
i dont know!




i'm not taking anything for granted?
thats good!




"You don't have to firebomb Dresden to prove you can fly a plane."
put it on my grave stone.

07:05 pm

Black President = Me in Army.
yeah.

04:51 pm

hey!
David Bowie turns sixty on Monday!
YAHHHHH!
kyle.

03:40 pm - england

Planet Earth is the best "programme" I think I've ever seen...

Dylan, I miss you.
kyl.e

07:01 am

Secret Swan/Lordly Lion.
Current mood: contemplative

(pulchritudinous.)


There's dancing in the streets...
And they're shaking their feet...
And that beat is
Take
ing
us
some
where
we
were
not meant
to
go.

And somewhere...
Upstairs...
Off of Avenue A...
A girl is moaning and writhing as loud as she can.

She's smearing her Ox blood lipstick all over my face...
and she's tearing at her stockings to get them off...
and I am still in amazment that outta all those men staring her down...
I was the one that got her out of that jazz club...
and out into the sweet smell of the city at night.

She asked if we could go back to my place near 14th street...
and in between the clack of the horses hoofs on cobblestone...
and between her silencing me with her tongue...
I managed to get out a...
"Yes, of course dear."
220 Avenue A.
Just off 14th street.
The perfect place to take your cares out on someone else's hipbones.

We almost didn't make it to the bedroom.
Because, as I was jingling and jangling for my keys...
She decided to start right there in the hallway.
With one hand in my trousers and one hand up under her petticoat...
It was quite hard for me to focus on what I was trying to do.
And the fact that another tenant from down the hall was staring right at her in amazement at
1) the fact that she was pleasing herself in public and taking the time to do the same to me...
and 2) that she was one of the most beautiful girls south of 42nd street.
And that was tough with all the broads on Broadway.

So I finally get the door open and throw her down in the foyer of my apartment.
And I entered her.
But something didn't feel quite right.

Maybe it was the fact that everytime she touched me...
I could see black ink spreading across my...
Chest.
Hair.
Face.
Legs.
Across the back of my neck.

All of a sudden I get this terrible gagging feeling in the back of my throat and the ink spreads past my lips and down my throat and coats it in the writings of things that I have never understood.

And all she can do is look down at me and say...
"Sorry about that, Toots."

So she finishes herself off (how dare she!)
and stands up and starts to put on her...
Cami-knickers.
Knickers and a petticoat.
Girdle.
Stockings.
Corset.

And as she started to lace up her Symington Side Lacer...
I thought to myself, "If you don't say something, the situation will grow uneasy."

So I asked her about...
Triumph.
Maidenform.
Gossard.
Warner Brothers.
Spirella.
Twilfit.
Symington.

Anything to take her mind off of me watching her put her bra back on.

And she asked me with a look of discontent in her eyes...
"What do you take me for?"
"Some kind of fast courtesan?"

"I am no floozy or trollop."

"I am a woman."

And before I could say...
"I'll be your Samson...as long as you aren't Delilah."

She had her blouse back on and her heels tightened and was out the door.

They found me the next morning.
Naked.
And covered in ink.


That was the last time I ever saw her.
It was a shame really...






She was a great fuck.

05:48 am

now i know the full extent of too many sleeping pills...

i'm going to ride my pale horse for the rest of my life.

catch my drift?



i have a lot of new stuff in the works...
new jake and i stuff...
new proudmouth (we have at least 6 beats that we are finalizing..and then adding hooks and vox and shit.)

when i get home before i leave thats all i plan on doing.

i got a new hat and it is SWEET!

05:20 am

dylan...
i have to agree with your last post.

adam cooley, you're a stand up guy when it comes to music...
if you dont like something that i do, you tell me and thats refreshing...
but at least you then tell me WHAT to do with the "pile of shit" i have created...

thanks for that man.

proud mouth may be playing a show on december 15th.
but that is a BIG maybe...

complaints?
concerns?

call the deathstar...

(haha...andy!)

but at any lengths...there will be a new song (or more hopefully) up by that date with the same name.
kyle.

09:48 pm

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
trash it, change it, melt - upgrade it,
charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it,
snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
write it, get it, paste it, save it,
load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
lock it, fill it, curl it, find it,
view it, curl it, jam - unlock it,
surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it,
cross it, crack it, twitch - update it,
name it, read it, tune it, print it,
scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
touch it, bring it, obey it, watch it,
turn it, leave it, stop - format it.

11:32 pm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2WordGpxdY


good lord.

09:28 pm

Ye offspring of vipers, who warned you to flee from the wrath to come?

12:44 am

haha!

dylan stood me up last night....
ugh!


dylan get inside me!

07:12 pm

just an update from dylan and i...

there are still no copies of North by Northwest at Wal-Mart.
ugh.

date 6...
went around doing stuff.

yeah!

got matching belts!!!

i love my boyfriend!
whoo!
kyle.

06:58 pm

i want to finish my book...
and get outta this world!

04:58 am

Run Lola Run is an art-house piece of shit...

(I mean if I had the choice to just instantly decided that I was going to "change" my life...
I probably would.
THAT'S IT!
The next time I get shot in the middle of my chest after having robbed a grocery store and I am dying in the middle of the street, i'm just going to decided to get up, throw the phone on the hook AGAIN, and start fucking doing what i was doing in the first place...
Too many questions, too many dumb camera angles and filters, and too many "I don't care, I don't care, I don't fucking cares" from me.
Thanks, but no thanks.)

but watching her run is kind of "interesting".

Oh, and staying with Kate is really fun!
I'm meeting a lot of cool interesting people...
Heard some terrible bands, but whatever...
We're going to some indian place for her birthday and then going to see Sacha Baron Cohen's new movie...

P.S.- Apparently my supply of "blondes" is running low...
Uh Oh!
Better start taping into that all too encumbering supply of brunettes!

I mean come on!
Give me a break.

Current Mood: amused

02:47 pm

date 5 and 6 last night.

dylan and i watched lost then guitar hero then f.e.a.r.

and worked on some new Proud Mouth.

awesome.


New Fear Before is...different.
but i like it so far.
kyle.


anyone have the new Plot?

08:22 pm

SOMEONE FIND THIS FOR ME!!

02:31 pm

new proud mouth song courtesy of Toucan.

couple new songs in the works...

Baby Mining video shoot starts soon...
get ahold of me if you want to be in it.


i ain

10:12 pm

date four with dylan...

awesome.


england ticket is booked.
yeah!

04:01 am

I bought a pretty girl a beer and said...

"I look like you need this."

and then made a bee-line for the exit...
but my backpack got caught and my escape attempt was foiled.

haha.


jake and I had a moment that can't be re-told.
I need more of those with him.
he totally had it on lockdown...
but he wasn't feelin' it.
haha.

"you...me...bathroom...10 minutes...makin' out...but i'm not gonna be there.."
"straight up!"