Aaaahhh, the end of a year and the beginning of a new one.
The xmas juggernaut has rolled past. There were drink parties & celebrations. We made others laugh, WE laughed, we cried, we stuffed ourselves with sweet and savouries, and stuffed xmas turkeys. Indulgence was the name of the game... and how! When everyone around you becomes hedonistic, hyped up mindless gift-giving zombies its hard not to participate. Just try. You get looks. Like your from a different planet. Its the silly season stoopid.
*sigh* its a capitalists wet dream. But alas it wasnt all negative. My experience this year was made brilliant by a bunch of people I met through the Couchsurfing community and through a girl I know from work who is getting married. They illuminated what would have otherwise been a dark, down-in-the-dumps conclusion to the year - both figuratively and literally. The light that beamed from their personalities would have been enough to power a casino for a week or a thousand light bulbs.
Back to the first sentence that stated the bleeding obvious. Everybody will no doubt be thinking of the year just past that we all shared as a civilization. Here come the lists, the summations, illustrative reviews of the 'Year that Was'. And talk will soon turn to new years resolutions. It pains me to say this but it makes me sick all this... cliche, its a merry-go-round, a never ending see-saw ride that I cant get off of, every year the same thing I dont even know what the point of this journal entry was?? And I do have plans for nye now so where am I coming from? Whatever, I will probly end up editing it later anyway...
fuck i is a lazy-ass
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Edit: I wish I could write songs like this
When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry
I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me
To come back home
Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone
At least that's what you said
You're irresistible when you get mad
Isn't it sad, I'm immune
I thought it was cute
For you to kiss
My purple black eye
Even though I caught it from you
I still think we're serious
At least that's what you said
Wilco- A Ghost Is Born 2004
There are some great lines but my personal favourite: Isnt it sad, im immune
and the music just has to be heard to be believed.
What I am listening to:
Kicking Television - Wilco
Dummy - Portishead
Sigur Ros - Takk
Sufjan Stevens - The Avalanche
Tom Waits - Orphans...
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j
The xmas juggernaut has rolled past. There were drink parties & celebrations. We made others laugh, WE laughed, we cried, we stuffed ourselves with sweet and savouries, and stuffed xmas turkeys. Indulgence was the name of the game... and how! When everyone around you becomes hedonistic, hyped up mindless gift-giving zombies its hard not to participate. Just try. You get looks. Like your from a different planet. Its the silly season stoopid.
*sigh* its a capitalists wet dream. But alas it wasnt all negative. My experience this year was made brilliant by a bunch of people I met through the Couchsurfing community and through a girl I know from work who is getting married. They illuminated what would have otherwise been a dark, down-in-the-dumps conclusion to the year - both figuratively and literally. The light that beamed from their personalities would have been enough to power a casino for a week or a thousand light bulbs.
Back to the first sentence that stated the bleeding obvious. Everybody will no doubt be thinking of the year just past that we all shared as a civilization. Here come the lists, the summations, illustrative reviews of the 'Year that Was'. And talk will soon turn to new years resolutions. It pains me to say this but it makes me sick all this... cliche, its a merry-go-round, a never ending see-saw ride that I cant get off of, every year the same thing I dont even know what the point of this journal entry was?? And I do have plans for nye now so where am I coming from? Whatever, I will probly end up editing it later anyway...
fuck i is a lazy-ass
***
Edit: I wish I could write songs like this
When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry
I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me
To come back home
Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone
At least that's what you said
You're irresistible when you get mad
Isn't it sad, I'm immune
I thought it was cute
For you to kiss
My purple black eye
Even though I caught it from you
I still think we're serious
At least that's what you said
Wilco- A Ghost Is Born 2004
There are some great lines but my personal favourite: Isnt it sad, im immune
and the music just has to be heard to be believed.
What I am listening to:
Kicking Television - Wilco
Dummy - Portishead
Sigur Ros - Takk
Sufjan Stevens - The Avalanche
Tom Waits - Orphans...
*
j
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"I had nine lives but i lost all of them
And i've been searching in the night
And i've been searching in the rain
I tried to find them
But they disappeared
They walked away they dressed in black
They left my side and all i say
Is that i wasted time
When i looked for them
For now i know that things gone past
Are never to be found again
I had nine lives
But lost all of them
I had a plan
But never finished it
And i've been searching for the thought
And i've been searching in a haze
I try all days
To remember it
But now the blueprint in my mind has gone
My mind forgot the colour of direction
And my eyes they see the hands
That could have bulit
That could have constructed
The empire in my mind
The empire
I'll never find
I had a plan
But that was where it ended"
jc