rather no other

Elaborate spit-fire girl bellowing themes of love.

How I wonder how she works, wish to pick her apart. A slap at the back of my head like the snap of a floral print sundress. WAHCHOW. And I have to hang on to her like a quick-spinnin' marry-go-round just to keep safe.

I wonder sometimes what would happen if I let go, but... my safety depends on it. She is my life-line to the world in a way that no man or beast could. She is my saccharine angel, a deliciously sweet falsehood. A tease in some ways, a reality in others. I wrap my paisley-tangled arms around her. My fingers trip over themselves in her mass of hair, wandering. Their business there is of no consequence to me; my central preoccupation being the deep wells of her eyes.

My sight wanders to my Casio Love-Life. Moments crash, bleed into other moments. Minds twist. And, like the tsunami, love crashes against my beach and recedes back into the abyss, leaving only lingering memories of the manufactured carnage in its wake. She's still there, but never again.

I damn my forehead against the stainless style face of my refrigerator and crush my eyes together as hard as I possibly can. She leaves me nothing but the knowledge to hang on tighter. I don't want to lose that snap again.

Owwww

I'm sorry, I was just hit in the face with a load of awesome.



This is Audiobytes For Autobots, a hip-cat who tossed up albums "2.0" and "Prime Cuts". He doesn't have nearly as cohesive a structure as a lot of other mashup artists, but he tosses together tracks in a manner not even John Oswald can touch.

I was feeling like a huge ass today, but when I saw the music video above, I was overcome with such elation that my mind was goddamn blown. I have never seen something so amazing. As such, I highly recommend everything this guy puts out and will be waiting on bated breath for his next release.

You can catch up on his site: http://audiobytes.net/

A bit minimalist, but whatever man. SHUT UP AND SITUATE THOSE CANS ON YOUR EARS, BABES.

Namaste.

IT'S CHOWDER?

Academic Decathlon

I dunno if I've mentioned this before, but I am on the Academic Decathlon team for my high school. It's an inner city school, filled with the dregs of humanity, but I wouldn't be the person I am today without every one of them. Anyway, I'm on the team. Have been since last year.

I was able to get a lot of medals and we got third place in the state last year. Yay.

This year, however, was a wholly different story. It was mainly due to the fact that I got nary a medal. We still got second place, though. Strangely enough, I actually tried to win this year and felt confident that I would do well! It's irritating, but I go with it. It's just another way to benchmark something unquantifiable; intelligence.

Oh well. Just goes to show what you get when you try. The looser you are, the better things will happen to you. Realize that, whatever you do, it's cosmically unimportant, and you will do well.

Philosophizor out.

Namaste.

Hard Day Monday

Five choice tunes from me to you to help you fend off them bad day blues.

Namaste.