Monday, June 16, 2008
The Jungle
Not that anyone ever reads this, but if someone should, I'm not around. I am spending the summer in Belize working on an archaeological project. By the way, for anyone into pain, I highly recommend fire ants.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
new new favorite song
DOWN by Gravity Kills.
I'm your fear
I'm your monster
What's hiding in your shadow?
Is it taking what's left of you?
Now take me,
now lead me from you
Now take me from the light that's dying in your eye
I'm finding out
what's left of you
you're burning out
What's left of you?
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down
way down now
what's left of you
See no fear, speak no evil
Are you screaming out to no one as you fall down a mountain of pride
I feel you,
my eyes wide open
I feel you,
do you think you can save yourself in time
I'm finding out
what's left of you,
you're burning out
What's left of you?
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down
way down now
what's left of you
What you see,
what tears into you
Behind the wheel that leads you,
are you facing a truth that Won't die?
Now take me,
now lead me from you
Now take me from the light that's dying in your eye
I'm finding out
what's left of you,
I'm finding out
what's left of you
You're burning out
what's left of you,
you're king of doubt,
You're choking, way down,
way down now,
what's left of you
What's left of you,
you're burning out,
what's left of you
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down,
way down now,
what's left of you
I'm your fear
I'm your monster
What's hiding in your shadow?
Is it taking what's left of you?
Now take me,
now lead me from you
Now take me from the light that's dying in your eye
I'm finding out
what's left of you
you're burning out
What's left of you?
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down
way down now
what's left of you
See no fear, speak no evil
Are you screaming out to no one as you fall down a mountain of pride
I feel you,
my eyes wide open
I feel you,
do you think you can save yourself in time
I'm finding out
what's left of you,
you're burning out
What's left of you?
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down
way down now
what's left of you
What you see,
what tears into you
Behind the wheel that leads you,
are you facing a truth that Won't die?
Now take me,
now lead me from you
Now take me from the light that's dying in your eye
I'm finding out
what's left of you,
I'm finding out
what's left of you
You're burning out
what's left of you,
you're king of doubt,
You're choking, way down,
way down now,
what's left of you
What's left of you,
you're burning out,
what's left of you
Choking on doubt, you're choking
Way down,
way down now,
what's left of you
Friday, June 01, 2007
My new favorite song
She and Mr Jones - Uncensored
Lords of Acid
Hey motherfucker, are you jerking off again
You horny little bastard can't do anything right
You can't fuck, you can't suck, let me beat that dick
You see, you gotta do it faster, faster, faster, faster
Hey, baby make me wet. Please tie me to your bed
Whip my body, make me sweat, whip my body make me sweat
Hey baby make me wet
Suck me loud and suck me long, baby's gonna make me come
Make me scream and make me shout, let your tongue go in and out
On the table, on the floor, baby make me beg for more
On the backseat of the car, baby's gonna drive me far
Hey baby make me wet............
Eat that pussy, chew it up. Come on baby make me drop
From the bed onto the floor, give me what I'm asking for
Jump my body through the night, baby takes me for a ride
Put me on your burning spear, drink my juices like a beer
Give me all the fun you got, do it 'cause I'm sweet and hot
Fuck me like I know you can baby show me you're a man
Lick me up and try me down, fingers going round and round
Carress my boobs and lick my feet baby take away the heat
Hey baby make me wet
Lords of Acid
Hey motherfucker, are you jerking off again
You horny little bastard can't do anything right
You can't fuck, you can't suck, let me beat that dick
You see, you gotta do it faster, faster, faster, faster
Hey, baby make me wet. Please tie me to your bed
Whip my body, make me sweat, whip my body make me sweat
Hey baby make me wet
Suck me loud and suck me long, baby's gonna make me come
Make me scream and make me shout, let your tongue go in and out
On the table, on the floor, baby make me beg for more
On the backseat of the car, baby's gonna drive me far
Hey baby make me wet............
Eat that pussy, chew it up. Come on baby make me drop
From the bed onto the floor, give me what I'm asking for
Jump my body through the night, baby takes me for a ride
Put me on your burning spear, drink my juices like a beer
Give me all the fun you got, do it 'cause I'm sweet and hot
Fuck me like I know you can baby show me you're a man
Lick me up and try me down, fingers going round and round
Carress my boobs and lick my feet baby take away the heat
Hey baby make me wet
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Why Rugby is like sex.
Rugby is just like sex because....... 15 positions, 80 minutes, and limited substitutions.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Why women are like rugby pitches
1. There is a vast difference in grounds with regards to length and width, thus varying the quality of the play.
2. Pitches vary from the well-grassed to the completely bald.
3. Remember it is possible to score at both ends, but one end per 40 minutes is favourable.
4. Tackling from behind is not always an offence - check with ground owner.
5. Be careful, as after a few pints a pitch appears to be of Premiership standard but in reality would not even be eligible as a city dump.
6. Only some grounds offer seven-a-side facilities.
7. Don't ever make public your desires to play at Wembley, also,never mention pitches previously visited.
8. Extra time is dependent on subsequent pitch bookings.
9. From time-to-time the goal may be obstructed by a highly absorbent fullback.
10. When building a team it is always nice to finish with Seaman at the back.
11. Wet pitches allow for long sliding tackles.
12. Always tread carefully when leaving the pitch and entering the tunnel.
13. Russian grounds are frequently very grassy..
14. It is illegal to play on small, unturfed pitches.
And most important of all……
15. Always be on the look out for grounds that host ladies rugby two evenings a week
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Champs
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Why?
Today.....my friend "H" tried to kill herself with an overdose of pills. She suffers from cancer, an idiot husband, and low self esteem. I sit her, waiting to hear word from her half way across the country, and realize that eventually she will be gone. I want to believe there is something after, some where for her to go..... but I cannot fool myself. I want to believe in a God and a heaven, or re-incarnation, or even ghosts, so that when she is gone, there will be something left of her. But the fact is, when we die, thats it. It's over. There is no white light, no judgement, no reward and punishment. Life would be easier if I could swallow the lie of religion, but damn it..... I cannot delude myself. FUCK!
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
Thursday, June 01, 2006
I think....that things are finally starting to turn around for me. My emotions seem more in control, and I even allowed three drunk idiots to survive the other night at the Shock game (allthough the more I think about it, the more I regret that decision). I am even to the point were I can trust myself around people again. God I so hated feeling like that. To P....thank you for listening..... and to S....thank you for sticking it out, and thank you for your love. I'm not worth it....but I'm glad you did/do.
Monday, May 22, 2006
Break Time
I won't be on blogger again for a while....my life has take an unexpected turn for the worse..... and has become to painful to talk about. Maybe later...when things sort out, I'll try again. Maybe not. A good friend mentioned the other day... that when I say "maybe" it allways means "no". Anyway, wish me luck.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Sometimes I hate myself.
God, I wish I could just learn to keep my fucking mouth shut sometimes. I swear, I could screw up a wet dream. I need to find myself a new job...possibly as a hermit or trapper somewhere where people would be safe from my stupid bullshit. Maybe a lighthouse keeper. Or mortician.... that way everybody is allready depressed before they get to me. Fuck.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
I was mean... I was horrible.... I was nasty and terrible.... and we laughed like kindergartners.... I had a wonderful time... and I teased her so bad.... but she has a sparkle when her back is up.... and she fights back... and can easily hold her own. She kicked me, punched me, and even hid cheese in my Jeep. God I love that woman.
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