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| so, it's been quite a while since i've posted here, sorry, i just get caught up in myspace and use that all the time. but i do still check this everyday, see what al yinz are writting, so i'm still keeping up.
i just thought i'd post this now since it is offical, i'm moving again. moving back to detroit after 4 months in pittsburgh. i finally made it here, but it just wasn't the right time, to many things have happened or not happened and it's just not working out. so i'll be coming back the end of the month, and be around to see all my old friends again. it'll be good to see yinz, but very sad to have to leave here.
i guess that's it for now, i'll see you guys in a few weeks. | | |
| so, i was just gonna write in here that i just finished an amazing book that you should all read, but while looking for stuff about it, i found out some one made it into a broadway musical that looks like shite! well, that just made it even more certian that i have to make it into a film sometime, and do it right.
but anway, the book is called 'Wicked; the life and times of the wicked witch of the west' by Gregory Maguire and i highly suggest reading it. and though it may be a ways off, if you've got any ideas for the film that i'll be making of it (someday) let me know.
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| this song is absolutly hIlarious, listen to it if you get a chance. www.myspace.com/stephenlynch
Grandfather
When Grandfather dies Life will be strange When Grandfather dies My whole world will change When Grandfather dies I'll scream and I'll yell 'Cause I'll be fuckin' rich as hell
So Grandfather, die Don't keep me in suspense Oh Grandfather, cough Up that inheritance Oh Grandfather, don't Hold on another day I love you to death But I've gots bills to pay
A stroke would be nice Disease would be cool I'll scatter his ashes In my new swimming pool I'll party with Hef I'll dine with the Queen So what say we unplug that machine?
Oh Grandfather, die Before the fiscal year Oh Grandfather, I Wish Kevorkian were here Oh Grandfather, fly Just take your final bow Oh Grandfather, die Family hates you anyhow
For God's sakes, you must be as old as the sun Your Social Security Number is 1 You're deaf, dumb, and blind, and an amputee You donate your blood every time that you pee Your arthritis acts up whenever it rains You're so old your penis has varicose veins Oh, why don't you die, Grandpa? Why must you fight? You old motherfucker Just walk toward the goddamn light
Walk toward the light, old man Walk toward the light, old man
It's all over now My granddad is dead A mysterious blow To his wrinkled old head Before I collect A small oversight But everything should work out all right I'll start working on my grandma tonight | | |
| ok, so you all know i don't write in here very often, and i'll tell you why. i really don't have anything to say anymore. when i started this it was cool and fun to write all about every second every ten minutes of everyday. but i just can't think of things to write here anymore. i still will every once in a while, and i'll still read all of your writtings, but if you really want to keep up on me, go to my other site, my obssesion at the moment.
www.myspace.com/thaddaeusjohn
myspace is so fun. i can do so much more than i can here, and i don't have to post blogs just so you know what's up with me. so all of you can find out more about me there, and i'd even encourage you to get a myspace account. so i hope you do, and we can keep up better, but if not, i'll still be around here a bit, and read your posts.
laters! | | |
| this is a great song
you say hello inside im screaming i love you you say goodnight in my mind, im sleeping next to you you drive away from my car crash of a heart and i dont know
cuz you gave me the best mixtape i have even all the bad songs aint so bad i just wish there was so much more than that about me and you
you talk to him and it burns me like the sun you talk to her and say that you feel hes the one i talk to me but you cant hear the pain i feel and you dont know
cuz you gave me the best mixtape i have even all the sad songs aint so sad i only wish there was more than that about me and you
dont turn around and say bye again it crushes my head when you call me a friend and im not the same person from back in the day in the back of the class, that you thought was gay i cant find the words cuz i lost them the minute they fell out my mouth, yeah its love and im in it so give me your lips, and just let me kiss them and lets get messed up and listen to....
probably the best mixtape i have even all the bad songs aint so bad just wish there was so much more than that about me and you | | |
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