i wish i was at borders or kino right now. way i'm feeling, i'll be wheeling off a cart of books. is that what $300 dollar dinners do to your mood? or maybe their cows were fed mood-altering pills.. that would explain a lot.

i would like to, just for 1 second, feel a tiny smidgen of passion for something. just 1 second.


so this is the new year.
and i don't feel any different.
the clanking of crystal
explosions off in the distance

so this is the new year
and I have no resolutions
for self assigned penance
for problems with easy solutions

the new year - DCfC

Tiny Vessels - Death Cab for Cutie

this is the moment that you know
that you told you loved her but you don't.
you touch her skin and then you think
that she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.

i spent two weeks in Silverlake
the California sun cascading down my face
there was a girl with light brown streaks
and she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.

wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking
as we moved together in the dark
and all the friends that i was telling
and all the playful misspellings
and every bite i gave you left a mark

tiny vessels oozed into your neck
and formed the bruises
that you said you didn't want to fade
but they did and so did i that day

all i see are dark grey clouds
in the distance moving closer with every hour
so when you ask "was something wrong?"
that i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.
no, we can't talk about it now."

so one last touch and then you'll go
and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
but it was vile, and it was cheap
and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me (x2)

ok. new year. Resolution I Am Sure To Break By Next Week #1 - i'm gonna try to update this blog on at least a semi-regular basis now, cos there are apparently more than 2 ppl reading! *strokes ego, ego purrs and asks for food*

speaking of which, how the hell did you find my blog sue? s'not like i put my real name in it.

going to ms. lau's house tmrw for drinks and debauchery. ok,
soft-drinks, and minor debauchery. woo!