i wish i was a hunter in search of different food,
i wish i was the animal that fits into that groove.
i wish i was a person with undemented breath,
i wish i was a heartbeat that never comes to rest.

i wish i was a stranger who wonders at the sky,
i wish i was a starship with silence flying by.
i wish i was a prince with armies at his hand,
i wish i was a ruler to make them understand.

i wish i was a writer who sees what's yet unseen,
i wish i was a prayer expressing what i need.
i wish i was a forest of trees that would hide,
i wish i was a clearing of secrets left unfound.

i wish i was a hunter in search of different food,
i wish i was the animal that fits into that groove.
i wish i was a person with undemented breath,
i wish i was a heartbeat that never comes to rest.
i wish i was a stranger who wonders at the sky,
i wish i was a starship with silence flying by.
i wish i was a forest of trees that would hide,
i wish i was a clearing of secrets left unfound.

komm zu mir

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that's some list

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What
else
should
I
be?
All
apologies.
What
else
should
I
say?
Everyone
is
gay.
What
else
should
I
write?
I
dont
have
the
right.
What
else
should
I
be?
All
apologies.
All
in
all
is
all
we
are.

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buenos ding dong diddly dias, senors. shiz to the izum.

In an unrelated topic, where to bands like "anal cunt" and "fudge tunnel" come from?

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well, it seems that much like last summer i have missed out on quite a few current events via my absences. the sad part is that it appears that i missed more in one week than i did in all of july. on the other hand, maybe i didn't really miss all that much, i'm propably just reading things between the lines that aren't really there.

anyway...
i had much fun last week, and i was getting paid! i hope to see you all soon. there are a few movies i would like to see. oh well, see you all later

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i've never been a very big fan of truth or dare myself, although i might not say that it SUCKS, persay. it just often ends up with people knowing things about me that i'd rather they didn't know.
it's raining today, which makes me happy. i love the rain. but i never really RAINS here in corvallis. not like it did in toledo. whenever it rains here, it's just this sort of pansy tinkle, not really RAIN rain. we need a good thundershower or something. whoo-ah!

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In the beginning, there was nothing. Then god said
"let there be whores"
And there were whores. And god said
"it's good!"

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truth or dare really sucks. seriously.

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guess what! i just updated my very own site with a completly new design! that's right! and i'm talking it up here, as if you really give a shit!
...
jesus, i'm pathetic. and bored. pathetic and bored, that's me. blah...
i'm tired.
...
i just realized my little posting pic looks like one of the ape clan from princess mononoke. coincidence? i think not. draw your own conclusions accordingly.

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hi ho. pussy punk rock eh? i think there's some sort of twelve step program for these sort of things, though lunchbox could never get past step two. My family had a cable modem installed, and i know that lunchbox was a strong advocate of DSL, but I wasn't really involved in this whole deal. Anywho, it is considerably faster than whatever it was that i had before, and i am now free to pirate metallica with impunity. hip hop hooray.

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news flash: a new found glory is one of my new favorite bands. yes, i supose you could classify them as "pussy punk rock" (as one of my friends just said), but i still rather like them. so if you think i'm lame becuase of that, you can kiss my ass. at least i'm admiting it.

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i'm listening to a punk cover of "i don't want to miss a thing" by aerosmith, as preformed by a newfound glory. they also cover "my heart will go on" by (something i can't spell) dion, "that thing you do" by the wonders (who, i beleive, do not exist outside of thier movie. sort of like spinal tap...), the theme song to the neverending story (which i did not know contained a song such as this, but apparently it DID), "everything i do (i do it for you)" by someone, and "so happy together," which, i believe was written by the turtles. but i may be wrong on that account. all of these songs are quite good. i am especially fond of the neverending story one, and (here's the embarassing bit) the "my heart will go on" cover. i hated that song to death when it came out. i guess we change alot.
speaking of change, i just read something rather depressing. no, it had nothing to do we the finer sex, as things involving me and depression do, but with something that is also very important in my mind, perhaps on a par with women: kevin smith. more specificaly, the new film "jay and silent bob strike back." a man whom i have a fair amout of respect for, corey lewis (most of the respect is due to his incredible drawing skill: check him out), said that he saw "jay and silent bob strike back." i was a little confused by this, as it's not suposed to be OUT yet, but i don't think he'd lie, and it's quite possible he got into an advance screening somehow. this, however, was not what bothered me. what disturbed my was rey's (his nickname for himself co-REY, get it? ha ha.) opinion of the movie; namely that is rather SUCKED.
now he didn't just say it blew ass and leave it at that. no, he described why it was sub-par, especially compared to kevin smith's other flicks. although i don't feel like re-iterating exactly WHY he claimed it sucked, i did feel that most of the arguments he made were valid. this makes lunchbox sad becuase, as his name shows, he rather likes, nay - RESPECTS kevin smith. that someone i respect could let me down in this sort of matter, especially with two characters as wonderful as jay and silent bob sadens me greatly.
i supose i should reserve judgement until after i have seen the film, but even so i am filled with a sense of impending dread. if even kevin smith is starting to fail us, will the movie industry survive until we can breathe life into it's shuddering corpse? or will the rigor mortis of crappy films already destroyed something i hold so dear?
in other news, although the recent testimony of certain people has put my own problems into perspective, i will still someday rain down death, pain and suffering on all of humanity. enjoy your flimsy, transparent happieness while it lasts, for it will be fleeting.

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hello all. i guess a few ill timed abscences have halted the movie-train for the moment. well, it feels good to be home. i feel...well...a little wiser, more aged maybe. there's something to be said for stripping everything away for a moment and completely devoting yourself to an impossible physical task. It is good to be home again. That huge throbbing loss has gone kind of numb, like it has grown so large that it has overwhelmed and killed off my nerves. As such has become bareable, almost pleasant at times. No, i wouldn't go that far. But it's all balanced by this weird optimism. I dont know. There's something theraputic about finding that certain volcanic rock three feet under the all too persistent waves which weighs at least two or three times what you do, grabbing it's all too jagged edge, straining every muscle and lifting it, rolling it along the lake-bed and depositing it in just the right spot. I guess it's exceptance of reality. I have lost a bicycle, which i bought with the majority of my earthly worth. I have lost the bicycle of my father, an old machine on which he has relied for longer than i have been alive. I have lost the CD player(pretty trivial in itself), which for a long while now has been my only lifeline to sanity. And i have lost the affections of a girl who i'm realizing meant a great deal to me. But that's life. that's reality, so there's no real point in dwelling. I have a few bucks to my name, i will always be shorter than my friends(and hopefully lovers) and my parents are too poor to put me through college. That's life, and that's ok. But life will go on. another school year. more grades, more experiences, more awkward and eventually disasterous romantic incidences with female friends...and likely more emotional explosions like i experienced at that cast party. Another tyler durden quote comes to mind...

Hindu Cows?

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