Eastbound and Down is kinda funny...
there are
days that are like yesterday; the sorts of
days I wish I'd never lived.
how I dream of being an
unopened gift
god never had the grace of
god to give. and then,
there are
days that are more like to-
day, I fracture my face
when I smile.
how I'd like to have
a few more of those
every once in awhile.
all of my nights are in love with themselves
they know it is when I sing my favorite songs
when all of my rights are uprooting themselves
and all I have left are my wrongs.
and there are days that are like yesterday...

here.

I've been making a lot of music lately and just
generally observing the world.

I should find a better way than this to catalogue my public thoughts once a month.

- insert rest of bullshit about how I read my friends page and know what's going on with all of you even though I never see you and only post once-a-month and usually only to advertise myself here -

Whew, that feels better. Where were we?

Oh yeah.

How are you?