Monday, December 21, 2009
instant crashic
just opened the patio door to yet another violent altercation.
between women, yet again.
ive witnessed more girl fights than guy fights from up here.
tonight was a tag team battle with 2 on 2 jump-in-illegally action.
a skycop came eventually and separated them, with a rainbow of screams in between.
i like it here.
the dimmer on my living room light gets heavy use.
incense burns as i try to seduce my ideas.
settle december weaponry, its giving me a headache.
16 hours at armoury studios on thursday.
me and the boys cut an album, a very fast album.
you'll hear it soon, then feel like its hot dog day in grade 3.
when it was girls against guys, and whoever got back to the classroom the fastest won. i was a no-condiment man for many years as a result of those battles. and to this day, i am still mocked for eating raw kaiser buns by brenton steel-wool renton elliott. he lives in japan, and missed sach's bday tonight. but was spoken of in high taste and manor.
time out.
now i have cereal, and you don't.
sorry, help yourself.
sorry, only skim.
im having a hard time with track 6.
written (or more like started) 3 songs already, but none feel right.
i try to start with a name, then not, start with a rhyme, then not.
its gonna come, i just gotta catch the right train.
not that scott road bastard.
sips and slides.
its hard to read the label from inside the bottle.
the desperation's back.
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