i am in such a shitty mood, i need to go to bed. thankyou becky, thankyou hollie. im sorry everyone. i hope your night was better. im gonna go to bed and wake up on the right side manana.

wondering about family and such. thanksgiving is a nice time and its hard to not feel good about people gathering, at the same time, it seems quite wrong if there is no family.


on a weird note, someone found my website looking up "grandmamas sex" or something like that, on google. maybe i will find a picture in case they come back.


its really nice to see my friends, i wish i had more time. its no good to go back so soon.

"and you know your insides true, better than i do!!" ~ATDI


hmmm im searching and on hold, i feel on hold where is the hold coming from and do i want it to end?

thinking about the tragedies in life and the abuses suffered and how bill gates is trying to teach his kids something they wont ever really understand (or is going to try, didnt say how old they were)


do any of us understand it? I think its pretty obvious we are stagnant and semi casually positive about being where we are, even if they are pulling the whole damn thing down with us.

keep on truckin.

wishing for waves of nostalgia that warmth of christmas, bright lights on a foreign tree set up quite messily in my living room. Sneaking down stairs was never so fun as this.




nicely nicely on the tape deck. let it out until it hurts! reinforce everything!

i wish i would have been ok. that would have been fun, but instead i just kind of ruined it. Those songs were beautiful.



some how we have shrinking pictures of ourselves and we cry for all that seems wasted, forgetting photocopies aint half as fun as the real thing.

there will come a time when time goes out the window.


I have broken glasses held together by tape, the frame is broken. or maybe the lens is just expanding beyond what it once thought capable. go lens go!!

there is no ceiling, no wall to high, running wild with anxiety you forget to fly.

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
going to try with a little help from my friends
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends


check me out, im funky

triangle of needs website for all of you who skipped that day in psych class. im like at the bottom right now cuz i need to sleep!

aimee it was nice to hear ur voice.

who needs to post? Mike Needs to post!!


Dan says "i like canada. why do i say this? oh this is your web journal.... journal about me and ona getting chased by brazillians and then making fruit smoothies, but then embelish it and say we played futbol and shot the sheriff and shit." (additions by mike)

Ona says "i cant, (i know why asian people eat rice, its because rice is tight. but not tight like you told your ex girlfriend shes tight, tight like your mom on easter sunday tight.") from earlier.


Boba says (boba is a fake name) "hehehehe, i dunno mike, hmmm, fruit paste is almost as good as the real thing."

and it is...

first off its aimee's b day u should call her if u havent already. next i went to madison this weekend and didnt see anybody, it was partially my fault we went out partying and then were too exhausted to keep moving to more parties. so sorry hols and zach and illy u know i love yall. uh so madison is pretty fuckin spectacular for the celebration. Its like a million young costumed people all together and having a good time in a really nice area. I would like to go back. that it is it for now. I will write later