'And your very flesh shall be a great poem.'
-Walt Whitman

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Great lyrics to a great song I recently heard by Lissie


The night has to come
This much I know
As the light fades out
The wind begins to blow
And I am alone and will forever be
Just me, just me, just me

The silence full of everything
The silence full of truth
Life is happening
Oh oh age and youth
If I could love you my way
Then that's all I can do
And I do, and I do, I do

The past is behind me
The future don't exist
The night is inside of me
And I must live with it

And there's a longing inside me
Big as the ocean
'Bout to carry me away
And wash me over clean
And I see it in my dreams
And I know that it's coming
But when, oh when, oh when

'Cause the past is behind me
The future don't exist
The night is inside of me
And I must live with it

And don't you think I know by now
Everything I'm supposed to do
When all the wisdom is up and down
I open up and let it though

'Cause the past is behind me
The future don't exist
The night is inside of me
And I must live with it

The light has to come
This much I know
As the city wakes up
The sky begins to glow
And still I am alone
But I'm never lonely
'Cause it's me, just me, just me

And the past is behind me
The future don't exist
The light is inside of me
And I must live with it
Oh and I must live with it
Oh now and I must live with it

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

THIS NEEDS A TITLE YO! (ideas?)

Sarah ate the couch. She didn’t know why but she couldn’t stand to look at it any longer. She began by biting the leather arm and ripping to the other end. Once the leather was gone she didn’t think twice before digging into the dry yellow foam, didn’t wince as it resisted the force of her swallow. Her husband came home as she moved on to the springs.

“Why Sarah!” he cried as the metal crunched. “If I’d known you hated that couch I would have joined you long ago!”

So Sarah and her husband gnawed ravenously at the wooden boards. “Well I can’t have a house without a couch,” said Sarah after she'd finished off the last of the metal feet, and so they ate the house.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Why I'm Glad to Return to the World of Apple Via the MacBook Air

  • It's small.
  • It's portable because it has a flash drive instead of a hard drive.
  • It looks trendy.
  • I have all kinds of cool apps like PhotoBooth and Garage Band.
  • It makes me cool.
  • It's as thin as an iPad but has a keyboard and is much more functional.
  • I actually have Internet at school now and don't have to go through Windows Update failures.
  • The second I opened iTunes on my brand new computer, it told me it was out of date. Ahhh, home again to Mac.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Alarm clocks

I've come to realize that on the days I don't set an alarm I wake up earlier than on the days I set it. I've also come to realize that this is not a coincidence.