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pipe snap

water run

driveway wet

heat gone

room cold

rest of house

warm

i’m so excited about American Idol! it’s so good, but i definitly think they had more talent last year. i would watch it tonight but i have to work. on a wednsday when i specifically stated that i couldn’t work weeknights due to school work. i have the smartest manager ever!

so i’m leaving for Canada on friday right? i also have to do laundry, a five page paper that i haven’t started and pack. also other homework. so working tonight’s gonna be great. i’m definitly bringing some homework to do. wednsday are quite possibly the slowest day of the week. no one goes shopping on wednsday.

i was so excited about going to canada, but now i want my money back. i don’t want to go. it’ll be way too cold and i want to sleep for the tiny “long weekend” my school gives me. monday and tuesday off doesn’t count as anything. i hope i become deathly ill tomorrow. but not before i get my money back. unfortunatly, it’ll never happen. darn.

things on the new version:

my art work:

– digital

– photo (35mm / digital)

– writings (articles)

my blog (duh)

news (for the site)

links (duh)

about / faq

– about me

– history / ver.

– the past blogers with their content

shop (cafeshops for site and art things)

time (why not)

tag board (why not)

web cam (not that i’ll be on it)

imood (web and mine)

i have decided that nobody reads this site, so this is why i don’t post. for all of you who do read the site, i’m sorry, but i am going to cut way back on posting and soon i will be leaving the site. you can still visit me at my site, digital caffeine, or e-mail me. i’ll still be alive.. i hope.

peace ya’ll.

shibby

John Mayer’s concert’s DVD, Any Given Thursday, is coming out February 11!!! It’s called !!!

check for more info at John Mayer.com!

i’m sooo excited!! i love John Mayer!!! yippiiieee!!

you know, i was just looking at the site and it is soooo dead…. arg i need to trim the fat and remold this hunk of clay

please get me the fuck out of this hell hole called my mothers house!

or at least give her some fucking brains to not mess up the home network or turn the house into one huge pile of shit like it is right now!

i need to get the fuck out of here.

ARG!

Blue

i remember the song playing on the radio. some European techno.

we drove up the long driveway to the home of hundreds. it was a nice place. a quiet, contemporary mansion, complete with two black labs and a wind-around porch.

there were girls sitting on the second floor balcony, and more scattered throughout the fields the balcony overlooked.

my cousin turned the techno song down and was reminiscing about the time he took his little sister away to boarding school.

i didn’t want to listen to him though.

i felt the tears swell like balloons in my eyes as i turned up the volume of Blue Da Ba Dee.

i wrote “Blue” too. i’m on a roll today!

By the way, both “Violin” and “Trapped” were written and copywritten by yours truly. so please don’t steal them!

Trapped

Help

I am trapped.

Help. I can not move.

Sorrow.

Anger.

Confusion.

Compounded into one.

Gun.

Drugs.

Hate.

Help. I can not move.

Padded walls.

Iron bars.

Wooden box.

Help. I can not move.

Please.

Help me. I am trapped.

I can not move.

i’m getting my self a nice home theator system tomorrow,

saw marcy tonight at the mall tonight,

i have tomorrow off,

might do something with emily,

and someone is going to get ass tonight,

and its not going to be me,

🙁

her comp needs a new power sup. stat!

poop. i’m alive.

F R A S C O 157 (11:12:10 PM): I’ll fuckin teach you a lesson!!!!

EsprigggS (11:12:17 PM): ohhh yea???

EsprigggS (11:12:27 PM): what that youra wuss?

F R A S C O 157 (11:12:32 PM): You fuckin know it

-YOUR GOIN DOWN!!!!!! YOULL SEEEE!!!!!

work starts tonight on the site (that is if i dont do anything at all…)

you ever think, that someone is trying to give you a hint?

why can’t they just say hey, no thanks i’m not interested.?

Violin

i wish i knew how to p l a y the v i o l i n .

any i n s t r u m e n t really. but i really like the v i o l i n .

it is very e l e g a n t and p o w e r f u l.

a v i o l i n can be very i n t i m i d a t i n g.

i n t i m i d a t i n g with it’s p o w e r ; it’s r i ch and d i v e r s e music.

the v i o l i n cannot be thouroughly explored.

it can be p l a y e d by one of mediocre t a l e n t and musical i n t e l l i g e n c e ;

it can become a l i v e if a w a k e n e d by an e x p e r t hand.

the r e a l m of the s t r i n g s is a g a l a x y in itself.

one can n e v e r reach the other side ;

one can never co n q u e r all it’s s t a r s and p l a n e t s , nor travel all its m i l e s.

the expert hand r e v i v i n g this musical f o r c e is just as i n t i m i d a t i n g as the v i o l i n itself.

it is a m a s t e r who wakes the l i o n s and evokes unamountable p a s s i o n and e m o t i o n within the b e a s t s that minimal contact with the r o a r i n g creatures, their w r a t h s u r g e s out like an o m i n o u s l y erupting v o l c a n o .

i wished i p l a y e d the v i o l i n.

for i would be the m a s t e r.

i was so upset yesterday! i thought i raped the great trials fact and fiction quiz. i thouhgt i would at least get oh, a hundred. i got an 82! a flippin 82! what type of bull crap is that! i was so mad! And i have to write a 4-6 page paper for that class. i used to be able to do that, no problem. but then my A.P. U.S. History teacher drilled us into getting everything into ywp pages. maybe two and a half, but not much more. he taught us to get to the point;get our ideas out quick, but coherently. at first, it was hard, but now it comes naturally. now i have to go back to my old drawn out writig style. that will be a diffucult transaction. the topic isn’t even 4 pages worth. i could write a one page paper with that topic. oh well.i’ll live i guess.

my best friend, we’ll call her liz for safety’s sake, called me yesterday and was like ” i think i broke my arm.” so i went over and there’s a nice buldge in her arm where the bone’s about to come out. yeah, i think she broke it. so on the way to the hospital i asked her how she broke it. she was banging on a door for like fifteen minutes. she says that soeone was banging on her boyfriends door, supposedly the girl she thinks is trying to get with her man, and she decided to bang back. i almost hit her when she told me. i could have broken my arm a better way than that.

keep those pancakes flippin.

some cool things comming to the site soon… that is as soon as i get around to making them..

why is it when i am trying to sleep i have a hard time, but when i finaly do get to sleep its time for me to get up and i wouldn’t have any trouble falling asleep, thats fucked up, arg, well time to take a shower and go to work till god knows when, then up nice and early to be at work for 6 am for a wonderful thing called invetory

i’ll spell check later

my time will come…

… won’t it?

why oh why can’t something go right, and the two of us just go out on a date already!!!! 🙁

FUCK CVS!!!!!!…. AND KNIVESOUT09 IS A LOSER!!!! FUCK U!!!!!

like the title of the post said, what i am (was) feeling at that time. what i can’t vent sometimes hehe 🙂

i’ve got this new- found obsessioni with tea, Ruby Tuesday, and these cutsie online quizzes. they’re quite fun actually! check this one out!

I’m Classic-Cute!! made by Jen

rock on!

happy happy, joy joy!

she wants me to call her again, and to do something…

… sweet!

(fyi i changed my imood for the first time since i put it up i think)