Monday, December 12, 2005
There ain't nothin wrong with a little crimp
Current mood: optimistic
Category: School, College, Greek
♥♥What the hell is up with tom waits? doesn't anyone know how I can find the guy and finally become the friend I know I am to him? I think he needs me, psychically now, you know, I'm feeling it in my 82nd chakra. JK. Whatever, I know fame is all a bunch of hogwash and I don't care. Who am I to want friends that are kind of famous? Hmmmmm, just as I suspected darlins. I know what God wants, and I am willing to play along. I still believe in poetry, people. I still believe in babies clinging to their mothers and 2$ beers at Frank and Hanks in Koreatown. Someone told me a CoorsLight is 8 flipping dollars in L.A. Well, LA is dead then. Dead to me anyhow. But Frank and Hanks isn't LA. I owe all that to a friend who let me stay in his castleshack-type apartment near Koreatown for a month or so couple of years back. I squatted that deal, you know. True love style. Not some bitchy tough girl with 15 tattoos and an eyeball that looks like Johnny Cash's first wife when she jealously looks at Reese in "Walk the Line." No, I have emptied that part of myself out best I can. Hello to bitchy friends with attitudes: bulletin alert. ♥ You people need to change over your style, man. I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU SAY- I WILL FOREVER BELIEVE THAT IT IS NOT COOL, I REPEAT, NOT COOL, TO BE AN ASSHOLE TO PEOPLE. That applies to girls and guys. Being tough is one thing, but being mean is just plain weak-o. I do believe in kick-ass kind of love though, guys. It's not stopping! So the deal is, I just love the guy. You know, life is a trip.I want it all and I plan on getting it. AND THAT DOES NOT INCLUDE A SCHMANCY SUV.EVER. Except to borrow a ride from friends.
I want to crimp pieces of my hair. Just parts of it, little parts of it. I drove up my dream street last night. It's in Nevada City. Something like "Banner Lake Road". Mansions covered with every KIND of Christmas light. Shacks. Little wooden barns. Moonlight. A Death Cab for Cutie song about a pinhole in your heart playing through to my breath. And then, my very very very dream house. WOOD A Frame Living Room AND TALL AND SO 25 feet ceiling in the front and and ALL GLASS FRONT Window to the top.Ooooooh. Spookily like a church and a barn and Forestville all at once but in my favorite city on my favorite street. Thank you NC!
Currently listening :
Rain Dogs
By Tom Waits
Release date: By 15 June, 1990
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