Sunday, September 25, 2005
I suppose given the way I feel I can't complain

You're Deputy Andy Brennan. Dimwitted but
loveable, you are deeply sensitive and
sometimes a lot more insightful than anyone
would guess. Your puppy-dog charm may get a
little grating after a while, but you're so
endearing that nobody has the heart to swat you
with a rolled-up newspaper.
Which Twin Peaks character are you?
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It won't show up
So here is the link
http://quizilla.com/cgi-bin/result/result.pl
It says I'm David Duchovny in drag. I'm sure Scully would be very sexually excited to see me like that
http://quizilla.com/cgi-bin/result/result.pl
It says I'm David Duchovny in drag. I'm sure Scully would be very sexually excited to see me like that
Friday, September 23, 2005
She's Just A Ghost In The Machine
She's just a ghost in the machine where the wheels unclog your brain and pour liquid into your mind. I would have told you but you seem so keen. A disappearing magnet for the new town evaluation for a hurricane of thought. She's just a ghost in the machine making out with all your past personalities. Derailing all my former glories with her god. Seeking out dreams that have never been. She's just a ghost in the machine where you can not be sold only possessed like a worn out toy. She wears you like a cloak and we know it's just a joke but you take it all so seriously that we bet you've gone deliriously psycho to put the patch back on the hatch so you know where the feeling is and told the brain bank to leave the deposit again. She's just a ghost in the machine and you know better than I do that we almost feel like the breaking up when the eyes just nearly pop out of the glam rocker station. Make up break up shake up do something but don't tell us the end of the story because we only just sat down to take stock. How I wish the towns were white and you and all were never one to see what the psychopathic lover had did to me.
She's just a ghost in the machine she's just a ghost in the machine
But no one told me you would still be alive after all
She's just a ghost in the machine she's just a ghost in the machine
But no one told me you would still be alive after all
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Landmark radio
Landmark radio proficient deviation. A manic depressive soul on the east coast of highway 71. Mainline hardliner decides future and kills off the living and profits from the dead. A miracle is believed and then we find out later on TV
Monday, September 19, 2005
Paramours Keep You Alive
Something's blocked in the way. It never apparently made a sound. Your vision of lust is blinding everything else and I'm unable to do anything even though I wish I could. Nothing was said but everyone moves on, isn't that right? Everyone moves on and you feel somehow stuck in your own world. And it's always easy to look at the blame game as a way out for everything. But the fault is torn down the middle and I wonder who has the black and red side and who has the clean slate to walk off with.
Only paramours keep you alive
Only distant hearts are any worth to you
Is it always broken
Despite everything being the same
It's always different
Different landscapes to picture the moon. Painting life inside a new cocoon which feels like the old one only that little bit stronger and more empty.
Only paramours keep you alive
Only distant hearts are any worth to you
Is it always broken
Despite everything being the same
It's always different
Only paramours keep you alive
Only distant hearts are any worth to you
Is it always broken
Despite everything being the same
It's always different
Different landscapes to picture the moon. Painting life inside a new cocoon which feels like the old one only that little bit stronger and more empty.
Only paramours keep you alive
Only distant hearts are any worth to you
Is it always broken
Despite everything being the same
It's always different
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Rockin on and on til the beat goes on ( wait is there a beat )

You're Avante Garde Indie. You listen to abstract
music like free-jazz and Krautrock. You drink
too much coffee and you scare the fuck out of
the rest of us. We're afraid to call you
pretentious because we know that we all just
don't get it. There are few of you out there,
and most of you will probably die soon.
You Know Yer Indie. Let's Sub-Categorize.
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