Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Happy Birthday, Love Angel Baby

The time is right
I'm gonna pack my bags
And take that journey down the road
Cause over the mountain I see the bright sun shining
And I want to live inside the glow
Yeah

I wanna go to a place where I am nothing and everything
That exists between here and nowhere
I wanna go to a place where time has no consequences oh yeah
The sky opens to my prayers

I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,

Please understand
That its not that I don't care
But right now these walls are closing in on me
I love you more than I love life itself
But I need to find a place were I can breathe
I can breathe

I wanna go to a place where I can hold the intangible
And let go of the pain with all my might
I wanna go to a place where I'm suspended on ecstasy
Somewhere between dark and light
Where wrong becomes right

I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful




-J

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Today is the Greatest....

The kind of night vision video I like...Heavy eyeliner, moving bodies and the glow of a green light...




So a while ago Akshay and I were discussion food. It all started with him stating that he likes crunchy french fries and I like soft french fries. He said he liked a hard crunchy on the outside quesadilla and I prefer my quesadilla's softer. He enjoys a nice hard cock, and I enjoy...well, a soft, supple....well, you know. We came to the conclusion that your dietary habits speak loudly about your sexual preference. Lesbians like softer foods while gay men enjoy hard stiff foods. So I'm curious to see how many lesbians prefer softer foods to harder foods. It's a stretch, but it was one of many, ridiculous, fantastic conversations. We enjoyed our stoner clarity.

Then to make sure that everything is accurate, I'll need you to prove to me you're gay. And no I don't mean watch Margartet Cho with me, or tell me an Ellen Degeneres joke. I mean like, hard soft eveidence. Like making out with a hot girl. And let me watch. Yeah, that'll do donkey, that'll do.

And if some of you noticed I have not been posting much its because I've been busy! Life's got me by the chi chi's, and as much as I enjoy that sort of thing, it kind of sucks because I don't get as much time to write.

It's back to the daily grind. I wish i were talking about a different kind of grinding...*ahem* like the
"naked grinding lesbians" [NOT WORK SAFE] vid.

Lord.

Happy hump day, ya'll. Remember, on hump day, we all have to hump. MMkay pumpkin?

Write that down.

-J

Thursday, March 6, 2008

I'm Eating Japanese Beef Jerky

Okay so truth be told, I wrote a whole freaking post, then hated it and deleted it. Wasteful life. But to be honest, I think I needed to wrap my head [legs] around it, type it out, read it and then be done with it. It kind of felt nice to highlight it and delete it when I was done.

So instead I am posting lyrics. I know, boring life, but hey it’s my own blog. So I can do whatever [whomever] I want. And feel free to read [watch] if you want. Readers [voyeurs] are always welcome.

Run to your dreaming

When you're alone
Unplug the TV, turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch

Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives a bit
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch for when I'm old
Digging this ditch my story's told

Where all these troubles
That weigh down on me will rise
Run to your dreaming
When you're alone
Where all these questions
Spinnin' around my head
Will die, will die, will die...

Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives a bit
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Digging a ditch when I am through
Digging this ditch I'll dig in for you
Where all these worries
Weigh it down on me will rise
Where all these habits that
Pull heavy at my heart
will die

Run to your dreaming
When you're alone
Not what you should be or what you've become
Just get heavy on with digging your ditch

Cause I'm digging a ditch where madness gives a bit
Digging a ditch where silence lives
Where all these dissapointments, grow angry out of me
Will rise...
Will die...

Run to your dreaming
When you're alone
Unplug the TV
And turn off your phone
Get heavy on with digging your ditch

-J