kirkwood

It's funny...I know exactly when I'm drunk when I write entries. I come out sounding sad. I don't think I'm that sad at all, but I do think the alcohol is affecting my moods much more than I feel comfortable with.

Changing, changing, changing....

Watching the world melt down...slowly.

I used to be hopeful...optimistic, as they might say.

Not here...not anymore....

I think I'm okay with that.

That can't be good. I'd still like to see someone else be happy...be happy and not have me fuck it over like some kind of sonofabitch.

"Here's to another goddamn new year..."

New Year's Resolutions...or resolutions belonging to New Year.

1.) I'd like to stop drinking. I know and feel the damage it is doing to me. I'd rather not use the excuse that I'm addicted, but I do like it a lot. Still not an excuse.

2.) I'd like to have sex at least once this year to keep the streak going. That'd prolly be about...
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Oh yeah,

in case you didn't know...

Gin == F U C K I N G M A G I C ! ! !

Tha's right...and Neko Case is cute. I wish I were prettier...I'd be an awesome groupie....

First of all...I completely apologize for making a sweeping generalization.

Second, you know I'm fucking right.

A. Canada produces really, really insanely beautiful women that make me want to revoke my citizenship.

B. If you're from Canada, and not necessarily in category A, then you can not only play musical instruments, but you make music that shames anything else out there.

I hate you Canada!...
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Oh the sweet decadence of downloading music...

Sun O))) is utterly too creepy and too death for me to listen at night. I'm already paranoid enough as it is... Don't need any self-induced paranoia.

I'm highly happy with "The Woods" by Sleater-Kinney...which in some ways sucks, because I kind of wish failure on them. I hate and hate and all my hate goes to waste...

Chris Whitley. I'm still not quite over him dying. I hate that I'm pretty sure that the guy was out and out genius. The voice...the guitar...how you can find at least one song of his that fit your exact mood. Maybe it's just me, and I accept that might be the situation here. I just can't get over how good his stuff was. Check him...
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It was good to walk the dog tonight. I managed it without slipping on the headphones...something that hasn't happened in a while. The city was sleeping for once...negligible wind...moisture haze/fog. It felt good. It felt quiet and was quiet.

It was good to hear myself think and not feel alienated. It was just good.

Damnit, I dream pretty dreams. I dream of places not so perfect, not so beautiful, but they're my dreams, so damn it they're beautiful. When suddenly a flourescent light is no longer harsh, but simply exotic and stark.

Thank God for the Mountain Goats.

Dreams...I walk through dreams when I walk at night in the quiet neighborhood behind me. The full moon creates a...
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Fuck...I was supposed to be off this damn site. Oh well, it's just the magic of the Shiner. F me.