jesus_christ

there is somthing wrong with the webserver for your homepage. maybe permission problems with /etc/httpd/conf/httpd.conf

don't let config files be the end of you.

roommate that complains about typing? that sounds unbearable.

oh it's plenty worse than that. i think he's sleeping with the RA, or was and they had a fight and...nevermind...they don't spend as much time together as they used to. they hid it, if they ever did. normally this would not bother me, but i'm at an all male school. i just want to know what's going on. not only that, but he's trying to move out because he doesn't like me, but it's all problems that we can fix, like the fact that i play music all the time. well, it's what drives me and keeps me sane, so i do it. not too much...but is it too much to ask to ask me to turn it off or down or put on headphones or leave the room to study? i don't think so, but he wants a single. his loss. i still may have to move, but just down the hall b/c some other guy that i don't think i could stand living with might then move in and his friend has a single room, so i'd probably take that...well...there's my life story, post yours here...:

tubring.com is back on line

It means that people are fucking idiots, and that relgion is the worst fuckin fallacy to ever grace this planet.

I just dont understand how people can delude themselves like that. ever since i was a kid, i'd hear all these bible stories and just think, "nobody really belives this shit do they?".

any god that'd put people here and basically say "believe in me or die" is one big asshole of a god.

religion's creation is still a mystery to me. but all its ever used for is to control people through fear. much like everything else in the world today.

Don't let the corporate bitch take you out!
I love you too!

i just woke up. i missed my mandatory meeting at goodwill. that was 5 hours ago. i have no chance. i need to work on this 10 page paper due in about a month on 2 instrumental pieces on baroque music. that should be fun.
i had a dream last night. i don't understand that much, i've forgotten most. i know that i was with my love, we were on a family vacation together, not our family, but mine. i hated that. we were on a boat eating sandwiches of strange concoctions, i think i thought about having a sweet bread with caramel corn sandwich. thinking about it now, that would have been a little dry. but i could not find the peanut butter.
we never did get in the hot tub. we never did sneak off and make that wonderful love that occurs when you have been looking in each other's eyes all day waiting for the moment that the two of you are alone and you can rip each other's clothes off in passion and succumb to the insatiable urge that has kept you going and kept you alive and happy all day. that fire. that fire that keeps the love natural. real. i think i woke up too early. but i lost it. if i go back to sleep, it won't return. in fact, i doubt sleep will return. now it's just me and the sounds of thunder. but a minute ago, it was me and that image of jesy. that moment or three after waking where the dream is still reality and reality is the nightmare. where you stare and stare and stare at the other side of your bed only to see nothing. when you wish that you had taken that trip this weekend to see her. when you cannot wait for the week which has not yet started to already be ending so that you can see her. so that you can smell, taste, hear, see, and feel her. so that all at once you can experience these in a simple kiss: the greatest painkiller of them all. and follow through in that love to the sex...and scream.
we shake the house.

am i the only person that posts on my page? wait...i just joined yesterday

streets are filled with broken glass
you get burried by the past
n give me just a little taste
lay this mast to waste
take me home

my mind is racing take me home
my body's aching so alone
i'll make you wanna stay with me
befriended by the enemy
one more time

and every little thing about this tells me
nothing out there is ever gonna help me
all these words that i have spoken
just promises broken now

lookin outside from my window sill
throw another coin in the wishing well
never find what your lookin for

fifteen miles
you took my chance
from so far away
you said smile
s'all i see when i say

and every little thing about this tells me
nothing out there is ever gonna help me
all these words that i have spoken
just promises broken now

from the hotel satellite
don't look like you're livin right
here's a deal you can't refuse
you ain't got as much to lose

can you tell your troubles to
someone who won't laugh at you
it's all right

as i watch you walk away
hope a part of you will stay
but it's all right

and every little thing about this tells me
nothing out there is ever gonna help me
all these words that i have spoken
just promises broken now

soul asylum...