This blog is no longer in use. I moved. I found a place that’s easier to use. And the url here is too damn long.

Go here if you wish

So, the Kiwi and I (btw, the Kiwi is the girlfriend) decided to go and shoot some pictures on the only warm day we’ve had in four months. She took many more than  I did, but I got a couple I dig on. You can click on any of them to see different sizes and shit.

The second one I altered a bit, which is a first for me. It look like I should have a zombie in it. 

The new girlfriend is good. Better than good. I am a happy robotic humanoid.

I decided I know when I’m really into someone. It’s when I miss the smell of them. It’s happened for only the second time in my life.

Remember when I used to be all snarky and awesome? When did I turn into an emo fag? Am I going soft in my old age, or did I just get more pussy the last 12 months so I’m not as backed up and acidic? 

I was looking through my old posts and found something I wish I wrote today:

Remember, kids: Being a good person and being nice gets you nowhere in life.

See, I remember that guy who did that little bit of writing. That’s the guy who would just come on here and vent for no reason other than to be a preacher with a rock’n'roll heart. I’m gonna go find him at band practice today. I miss him. I want my fuckin balls back.

Jack White and Alicia Keys have teamed up for the new 007 theme. I have been waiting for this movine forever and now I will have a giant film boner until it drops.

standing on a concrete pier
with the brazen wind in my face
and the quite roar of the water in my ears
thinking of the couldashouldabeens
between you and i
the reel of our time finishes
and my inner monologue hears the flapping
of the last 8 inches of film
slapping the machinery of my mind
which means you are still there
in a handful of frames
you and i
standing on a concrete pier
with the brazen wind in our faces
and the quite roar of the water in our ears

This is my new skeep playlist. It shall be randomized.