Friday, May 30, 2008

Cerevisaphile (Cer-a-vehs-a-file)

1. an aficionado of beers and ales, 2. a devotee to the decoction of barley infused with hops and fermented, 3. an imbiber of beer on the highest order, bordering on devotion, 4. one who pursues the very finest in malted beverages.




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Thursday, May 29, 2008



it got worse. kinda yellow now. sexy.





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a smaller slice of the cake
is still cake

 




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Wednesday, May 28, 2008



vegas war wound + kato



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your life is an occasion.
you should rise to it.




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Tuesday, May 27, 2008

i need me one of these little buggers







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ei: i swear they are gonna draw blood but end up with vials of beer

dkd: then we'll throw a party and get drunk off your blood.




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tell me are you a
bad fish too?

 




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Thursday, May 22, 2008

if i can't hear your heartbeart,
you're too far away.



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preparing for a five day belligerence fest

 




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Tuesday, May 20, 2008

astronomical
friend of alcohol

 




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can a heart really skip a beat?
or were the cover girls smokin way too much crack

 




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summer = bummer

anorexic gals scantily clad running around the pool.
makes me wanna hurl.




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Monday, May 19, 2008

i don’t want to
because they say it’s the right time…

i want to
when it’s the right time in my life.

 




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i'm hanging from you
and I'll hold on
if you want me to




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spider bite,
panic attack,
i'm lost for words.

mellowdrone
the worst song
ever.




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~I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it. But it's there. Always. This dark passenger. And when he's driving, I feel.... alive. Half sick with the thrill, complete wrongness. I don't fight him. I don't want to. He's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even, especially, not me. Or is that just the lie the dark passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel....connected to something else, someone. And it's like the mask is slipping....and things....people....who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.~

 




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Francis Ford Coppola’s: Youth Without Youth

a conceptual, convoluted vortex
i must see it.

 




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Sunday, May 18, 2008

you lit the match,
now I’m playing
with your fire.

 




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Saturday, May 17, 2008

i gotta stop chasing ghosts



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Friday, May 16, 2008

always expect the unexpected.

especially on a thursday at 4am in LA.

 




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Thursday, May 15, 2008

i don’t need luck
everyone that deals with me does.

 




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if i ever got a tattoo,
it would be this






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mini keg-o-raters are the devils spawn
when a designer is burning the midnight oil.




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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

why do you dangle these apples in my garden of eden?




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Monday, May 12, 2008

i think your high horse
is getting a little too hard to ride.




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apparently I’m as graceful as
a water buffalo.

 




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Weigh out the consequences of success and of failure. 

learn to laugh at yourself.

take a deep breathe.

forget about being perfect.




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it feels like a limb torn off

if things start splitting at the seams and now,
it's tumbling down

you are the ever living ghost
of what once was.


anything to make you smile

 




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the sentimental bloke (1919)

his life among the toughs and swells of the inner city.
his quest for happiness and true love.

'E loves 'er yet.

If he's the tart 'e wants, then she's 'is queen


how i come across randomness like this when I cant sleep is
beyond
me.


the zombies – the way i feel inside




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will you stay awake for me?

 




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Sunday, May 11, 2008

If you were a wishing well,
let’s just say

I fell in.

 




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Saturday, May 10, 2008

for to lose i could accept
but to surrender

i just wept




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i’m in a spot
of bother




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Friday, May 09, 2008

perhaps,

is a good start.

 




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Thursday, May 08, 2008

I'm looking for love. Real love.
Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming,
can't
-live-without-each-other love.




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Wednesday, May 07, 2008

not too many people get to see me without eyeliner.
consider yourself lucky if you don’t.




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Is it possible to fall in love
with words?

 




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Tuesday, May 06, 2008

and i never felt alone
until i met you.

 




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i’m practicing your name
so I can say it to your face




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the one”

turned into
that one”

 




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Monday, May 05, 2008

Do you remember running through the sprinklers that night?

I think its time for us to walk away from here.




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Saturday, May 03, 2008

is it out of line
if i was to be bold
and say

would you be mine

 




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apparently
ei
walk with
purpose

 




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Friday, May 02, 2008

u J = ei J

 




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Thursday, May 01, 2008

a hotel reservation confirmation
that I made 2 yrs ago
just came into my inbox.
can we say creepy?

 




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my skin has turned its back on me again.

 




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There’s only one four letter word
that
leads to my heart…
and it doesn’t have an L in it.

 




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