its been a few

"Well, I'm convinced that underneath that black hair
There's a listening device planted there
And there's a man who follows me everywhere
And I shouldn't care"

95, 96, 97,

so close

get me out of here.

morning tune

we'll be playin and having fun

small, white, and curiously strong

u take my profit. the one thing that could provide me a good week off. if i dont make it out of here, i blame you. i understand you are trying to help others, but i wouldnt let those things happen. i, too, am a caring person. you robbed me of my foothole.

humbolt?

long weekend

its been one hell of a weekend. losing teeth and ripping my hair out. putting up with pain in the ass kids. being on vicodin for 72 hours is really strenuous. im at the end of my wick. so close to the edge. even the wrong music and typos are pushing me closer and closer to blowing up at the wrong person. i need my rest and a syringe full of my bike. getting sme money in my pocket as well would be quite useful. couldve come in handy today. but i guess if it was supposed to happen, it wouldve. i definitely need some rest. look at me, im so tired im actually making a normal post. something must be wrong then

naked late night posts

math tests, make-shift sailboats, overuse laughing gas, pain killers, wisdom teeth, nap time and plenty of mindless laps around the house. most people sleep for days but i couldnt sit still. hold me down so i can rest. sell these pills and make some money for future sojourns.

lets get fucking high

stand out

this

is me...PrOcRaStInAtInG

yet again.

yumsters

hot, sweaty, and deliciously sexy bicycles were flown into the air today. ET's were spotted and lines were plotted. tricks were nailed and some were bailed. eatin shit is the best of it. big fucking blue blister fucked my day but i pushed through it and cried on the inside. i can bitch and moan when im dead

by the way, here are some boobies:

pop tarts and late starts

so every religion is wrong

she misses him

she will continue to miss him. her lost soldier, unheard and unseen for 6 months. on leave, her hero goes out to a save a family, to bring home the bacon. it's a sacrifice he has made, changing his whole lifestyle. missing opportunities for activities with the guys and sons, he crawls into his cave, only to awaken to the mechanical beasts he nurses to health.

she misses him with each passing day, and even more with each passing night. that empty spot on the bed, the concave spot where his body had laid for so many nights before. she reaches over to feel his warm body on her hand, but it was too late. many hours before he had left to return in the near morning. it is his turn for rest, but her turn to rise. on popposite sides of the spectrum, she sheds a tear. with much inner resistance, she raises her head and looks into his eyes. he needs not move his lips, for his eyes speak for him. she hears them and smiles, because she knows it is for the best. she knows that in the end everything will be ok and it will all have been worth it.

wasted days

it was one, but not the kinda i prefer. many miles between us so i carry on alone. secret conversations that noone had forseen. purple haze is in the sky, see the angels wink one eye, all these things we must try, until we see the reasons why. i have a want for these things but they are out of my reach. i hope for good times and laughter but no such luck. so i tickle myself.

with great tunnel vision, we built ourselves a mission

"I wasn't always cargo, I was once kind of my own. I guess I'll pack up my mind. It took so much effort not to make an effort. Oh, what a flawless design"

it's making a cup of tea

this is a really cool short film on procrastination. if you're supposed to be working right now, i'd give this a look.

Procrastination from Johnny Kelly on Vimeo.

hes nearing the brink

pedalgasm. mathematics. dickheads. tunes. hail. and a great big

FUCK YOU, MITCH.

ill show you. i dont fucking need you. im free of you, and i see through your fucking pathetic smile. im not as dumb as the others, those pitiful lemmings. i know what lies ahead for us, your little trainees.