On my mind
Feelin' high
I'll get back to you in time
Further down
Underground
You always ask me what's on my mind

Well give it up
Your favorite stuff
You'll kill your hair with all that dye
Bee bee stings
Magic things
You've got a red eye

Ohh oh ohhhh

I'm in love with a woman
But she's a Delilah woman
She'll cut my hair and give me up

I've got reasons to love you
But you're a Delilah woman
And all the strength inside these bones
Couldn't bring you home

\m/

It's happening.

I'm listening to heavy metal again. It's just time for something new. I think that I blame this partly on Grease for wanting it as well. I also blame it a little bit on Winnie for letting me show her the newest Tool album. With the help of master Johann Leach, I've been able to get back into this stuff.

So check it out, this is what I like:

Agoraphobic Nosebleed




They're my fav. There are so many old school albums that I need to pay attention to again though. Who knows. maybe i'll get a viking tattoo or something one of these days (lolly lol).
-andy

Let's stay in doors and puzz. We could go to hobby lobby and buy some. I've got some mixes that I need to give to some friends,

OK. how about this: YOU work on your homework while I sit down and thumb through my collection. I'll even make you one. I could draw cool things on it and make it personal. Maybe inside jokes about our post apocalyptic lives going to shit but still being oddly more fun than now. OR! We could thumb through the yellow pages and go to the Christian section and drink whenever we see a fish. ...I should delete that part, I feel kind of bad typing it.

Gotta go travel up north to Orange Land where I record my sounds and drink the C bean.

-andy

Happy Birthday, big man.

some things you passed on to me:

It's actually "you're" not "your", dumbass.

I saw myself eating a jade tiger (my chinese astrological sign)
Afterwards, you woke me and I couldn't fall back into it.
Then I starved myself in order to paint it out
Now I documented it

koombaya, coombaya? Coombai (ya?)

my lord.


O-K what do you think about energies? No, no, I don't mean battery energy, i mean hippie energy. I guess that I should preface what I'm getting at:

I was sitting there watching dexter (best tv show ever) and everything was calm. Even the lighting resembled that of a well mood maintained, peaceful painting. I believe that I was drinking some type of really dark tea and taking a sip when Chris Walker starts banging on the apartment door. Completely losing my mind, I jump and wonder what the fuck is going on.

I open the door, and he enters SUPER hyper and giddy followed by the lovely Emily Childress. Turning off the television, we all hang out for forever, but I feel something. It's that energy we were talking about earlier.

I felt as though I didn't know what to do. Helpless. I don't know why? I think that it's because I was so used to being alone and calm and then this abrasive and electric energy pops into my life. MY energy didn't clash well and I felt really out of it. I always kind of thought that the energy thing was a little bit bullshit, but this really affected me for about an hour after they entered. I had to completely shift the zone that I was in.

I don't know. But I'm taking that stuff seriously now.

Oh yeah, watch this guy do things on screens:

hahaha

look at THIS bozo!