Sunday, December 28, 2008
meow
besos
Thursday, December 25, 2008
for all you christians lighting your menorah for kwanzaa
but alas, with my remote somewhere remotely outside of my vision, i am forced to sit through all the damn previews. stupid previews. I hate them. I am going to watch the dark knight. I figure, it's dark outside, and it's night. talk about a stroke of serendipity. as many of you know, I am pretty intelligent. well... apparently on facebook... the game who has the biggest brain. which is fabulous... and something everybody should damn well play. well... apparently, I'm third in the entire state of utah. and quite frankly I will be number one very shortly. So to you, all of my minions, play the game. You'll love it. it's quite addictive, mind you.
Christmas is upon us. i wish everybody the best christmas ever. If you're jewish, your hanukkah has already started, and I hope it's going along with complete glick and shalom. kwanzaa starts tomorrow. I hope it is full of Nzuri and chakula. and both you jews and kwanzaanites, be careful with those candles. Christians, go easy on the egg nog and keep your lights free of frays or exposed wiring. okay... my movie is starting. kwaheri!
ps. i have to wake up early as shit. boo cock bananas. :(
cry
sigh
byebye
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
stream of consciousness
You tell me you can't find something you're not looking for,
and I reply sometimes things find us.
a terse response from your constricted mouth,
I say you don't speak with intention,
you tell me you don't intend to.
Will I come between you and him
or will he come between us.
you can't see with your eyes closed,
but you can't dream with your eyes open.
doubt becomes regret,
but I doubt you regret it.
you can't be empty
if you're so full of yourself,
you can't help me
if I don't need your help.
silence and hushed sentences
are better than yelling true feelings
my past is your future,
and your future hasn't passed,
but when it does I'll be waiting
for you to wait for me again.
I haven't outgrown you,
I haven't grown at all,
but you groan all the time.
you're just about to fall,
but still I fall for you.
You don't listen to me,
and neither does my heart.
you don't like to finish,
and I don't like to start.
and when we're together
you wish we were apart.
You'll get over this,
but this boy won't get over you.
you can't accept imperfection,
and I can't perfect acceptance.
but what does time matter
when it's already passed you by
and what do tears stand for
when you don't know why you cry.
your kiss is charity,
and what a charitable kiss.
you're the one I miss
but I'm the one you've misplaced.
You mistook me as your favorite,
but your my favorite mistake.
you're sick of loving me
but not loving you makes me sick.
you walk all over me,
and I walk beside you.
your eyes drive me crazy
but mine just drive you away.
I don't mind your make up,
but my mind is made up,
you can't make my mind up.
you say I'm too hung up
and that's why you hang up the phone
I wish you wouldn't leave
you wish I'd leave you alone.
I want to be more than friends
but friends is more than you want to be.
if i were crazy i would write poetry. all day.
walking down the head with my sidewalk
alone with pizza
and onion clouds
full of bees
that are angry
for all the wrong reasons
the bird walked into the door
because he forgot
to shave
newspaper clippings don't seem to gather dust
but guitars sure do.
if it rained upside down
that would be weird
because carpet isn't always green
and neither is green
but blue is.
walls that are ceilings
don't breathe like a normal rollercoaster
they open their hair
but that only makes them look
like makeup.
cows can't eat the moon
because their shirts are too tight.
crazy ladies where
olives on their fingers
and shout
I need pantyhose.
trees aren't penguins
but only because
of what children say
to their imaginary cauliflower
and also because
your foot fell asleep
listening to his mother
and crying like a cucumber
crackers grow on trees
but they don't follow orders
unless you shout
fat people wear yellow shorts
pizza can't climb trees
but the telephone doesn't listen
to the green pumpkin
down the street
the fat kid shit himself
luckily he wasn't wearing
girls underwear or mashed potatoes.
because then his mother
would call the fire department
to watch a movie
but no popcorn
because of backpacks
full of airplanes
if rivers were made of chocolate
i wouldn't wear bologna
the little boy down the street
would have more feet
or at least some graham crackers
if grandma's dress wasn't too short
for me to wear
underneath my dog
metal doesn't taste like chicken
and square soccer balls
weigh more
than full grown swimming pools
the wind doesn't taste good
I can't figure out blue
every bird I have talked to
wished they weren't so tired
maybe they should stop
shitting on peoples toupees
and take naps instead
or drink gatorade.
salt doesn't taste sweet
very often but when it does
you know that the granola in your hair
isn't upset at you
he's just afraid of tacos.
that's what I miss about rocks
and running isn't fun unless
you have one leg
lizards don't open their mouths much
but when they do make them swallow
bean burritos
sometimes they'll be so full
they might say
fuck, I'm one full lizard.
then clowns might remember
that even construction workers
eat bananas once in awhile.
and so is a palm tree
after all they are second cousins
and everyone knows what they say
about bowling pins.
or does a crayon perceive
the sleeping tiger
as one unfortunate refrigerator
full of pickles and
cartoon characters
midgets with genital warts
shouldn't be allowed to skydive
and neither should peanut butter
because gorillas
pick their noses
more often than
a picture of cows
wearing nothing but
shoes that are too big for them
it makes you wonder if
plastic breasts
have fights with trains.
25 don't miss movies (that i missed)
slumdog millionaire
man on wire
wall-e
milk
standard operating procedure
the wrestler
synecdoche
happy go lucky
burn after reading
vicky christina barcelona
rachel getting married
doubt
ghost town (i love ricky gervais)
the curious case of benjamin button
choke
paranoid park
my winnipeg
yes man
hunger
trouble the water
funny games
chop shop
4 months 3 weeks and 2 days
lat den ratte komma in (the best vampire movie of 2008 i hear)
the boy in the striped pyjamas
that's 25. I'll watch one this year, and then two a month in 2009. that's the goal.
side note. insomnia still fellates a large throbbing ungulate phallus.
and... I still don't have a phone... and I don't imagine me getting one in the immediate future. I'm probably going to order one from ebay... it'll probably take a few days to ship... so not until after christmas at least. tear, cry, sad face, frown, temper tantrum.
shit... somebody remind me to take my library books back asap. eek.
i go night night.
love you all.
wen wen
Sunday, December 21, 2008
jew should listen to this...
i need a haircut.
i want to learn to speak ladino.
besos