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From the ghost land of the easy life.

13 August 2006

it's all coming back to me now :
Since I'm not trying to make anyone sick I'm posting this link to see my foot. http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4544/1/320/scar.jpg
The last scar I had wasn't this gross and it didn't take so long to walk on. Yea I'm all about the pain and gain, just really counting on the gain now as I've done the pain and had the tylenol 3 spins to prove it. I'd rather rot my gut with ibuprofen. Thank you very much.

My near by friends have decided not to talk to me at all. I guess the endless I pulled a stitch and don't want to pull anymore is getting them down. Yea it's their fault for not being able to cut me 30 minutes and help me get a cane. Kid J went today and got me one. It's doing wonders for my knees already. In the mean time I need to find some way to dry out the Jade tree before it rots into nothingness. Thanks a lot idiot waterer. I watched the Perfect Storm this afternoon, and it was better the second time. It's a long movie and somehow the commercials really helped to keep me glued to the set. I think I may really like that movie, more than I thought I did before.

Rockstar FINALLY showed some balls and got rid of a 2 fer. I didn't really like Jill and I'm no fan of Patrice. Why? Because I forget them as soon as they leave the stage. I think Dilana and Magni are the best and Dave was way late in feeling that Dilana could front the band. She's never shown anything but that ability. Thing is, the rest of the people aren't bringing their A games. Toby, Lukas and Ryan aren't the best at showing any range. Zayra is ver Bjork-ish sounding to me, and maybe the mixing is bad but half the time I can't hear her over the music. Storm is really relying on her sex appeal to get her the attention -> being careful not to gyrate or incur Gilby's wrath. I seriously don't know how they are going to get interesting show out of the rest when the criticize Toby and Ryan for going in new directions and pat Lukas for doing the same old same old, but longer. I'm confused about their direction not the performances. I'm clear that Jill came out dressed like Tracy Bonham for Mother Mother and ended up looking like Avril Lavigne. I know that Josh can sing, but he doesn't have the chops to not get killed by a loud band. I think poor little Dana shoulda got reinvited, because she was nailing the songs - even though she seemed stuck in karaoke land.

In the mean time I live for the return of my favourite shows. Prison Break comes back in about a week. Grey's Anatomy is coming out with the second season on DVD soon and I'm going to go buy the 2nd season of the 4400. I like that show enough to do that. I have completed my Buffy collection and have to work on getting my Angel collection done and then it's all X-Files for me baby. I'm all about the Mulder and Scully.

In the meantime I bring you the top ten:

10) i alone - live
9) desperately wanting - better than ezra
8) split screen sadness - john mayer
7) not an addict - k's choice
6) you could be happy - snow patrol
5) out of my head - mobile
4) so far away - staind
3) suicide is painless - the manic street preachers
2) if god will send his angels - u2
1) in your room - depeche mode

IN YOUR ROOM

In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite half-light
Your favourite consciousness
Your favourite slave

In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here

In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here

Keep blogging.
ghost writer Ambrrrr at 6:23 PM

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