Simply Put....

My recent string of bad luck, which included a car accident, speeding ticket, and the re-introduction of an old 'friend' is taking its toll on me. I can't help but show my utmost frustration for the smallest of things, but I know for a fact that things are about to change. They will unless somethings goes completely wrong. If that does indeed happen, expect me to live under a rock for the next few seasons.

Aside from that, the project that a few friends and acquaintances have taken on (herein known as Project X), is looking good. Its ambitious as always, but that is expected with the people involved. Hopefully this takes off and my feet don't touch the ground for quite some time.

I was attacked by a spider driving home tonight. Piece of shit.

This is the Part

I've built up this collection of souvenirs from years of missed connections. I'm giving it all away. So here's a ripped up picture, and here's an unused ticket from the show, the play, the game. I'm giving it all away. This is the part.

This is the part where we start to feel better.... and stop shutting up. We're all running out of time; waiting in line.

This is the part where your friend got sent and all the big war words stop making sense. And you wonder where the money ever got spent, and you wonder how that motherfucker ever got in. This is the part where you get to realize that whether your dad died, your boy or your girl lied, there are families on the other side. It's a start, it's a safe place for any and all hearts. This is the part.

Not The Sun

Please don't be technology,
So I can't turn off your love like some cold machine.
Don't feed me scraps from your bed.
I won't be the stray coming back just to be fed.

Don’t be waves.
Come to seal my fate, marine.
Just pretend,
That you want me,
And be my babe.
Would you be my babe?
Would you be my...

Well don't be that note I can't hold.
Well don't be that joke that I told and told 'til it got old.
Don't be that hand 'round my throat so I can't breath. (So I can't breath.)
Say you're my friend but why won't you be my family?

And if you breed,
Just don't tell me.
Would you be my babe?
Would you be my babe......

To be my serene.
Tell me you know what I mean.
(Prove me wrong.)
You've set on me, but you are not the sun.
You are not the sun.

Outside your cold lips again.
You set on me, but you are not the sun.
You are not the sun.

Just pretend that you love me,
And be my babe.
Would you be my babe?
Would you be my...

Back from Beantown

So I went to Boston for about a week. It was a good chance to get away from the hustle & bustle of Montreal. It was fun.... I acquired a new identity and an accent of course. I made some cool friends along the way and got some cool ranch doritos! They're awesome, unlike American beer. Thats so awful. I would stop drinking because of how full it made me, not because I'd be drunk. In fact, the Bushmills is really the only thing I could become intoxicated with.

I did SOME shopping... the whole "anything to declare" joke lasted throughout the entire trip because my car was full.. i mean packed. Jam-packed. It was great.

Going to a house party in town was like something out of a Laguna Beach episode.... but the people were cool. It was a great change of pace to be in Small-town, USA... but I'm happy to be home and still on vacation.

P&L

Hello/Goodbye

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hello darkness... hello hello
Hello hello hello

All in the ghetto the weather is better than ever
I hope it never ends I hope it lasts forever
But when it does, we can all pretend that is better
Than its ever been
Lie to ourselves like the sky to rebel
And its well and its fine and its fine if it fell
And you can refine the storyline if you survive to retell
We are targets

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hello oblivion
Hello goodbye

Yes and everythings gonna be fine fo
Fine said things gonna be all ok
Said just don't breathe the air

He just sits and waits for them to kick in the door
He once was a hero they don't love him no more
This past, everytime a toe hits the floor

His gift for not fighting another mans war
And if they can get their hands on the mask
That he wore on his face
They can put somebody else in his place
And restore the state the illusion that hes safe
The faith that being enslaved is so great
As gas fills the room and rockets destroy everything around him
He stands to find himself surrounded
By thousands of soldiers that he once trained
And never missed their targets, heartless...

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hello darkness

Pleased to make your acquaintance
Salutations, Konnichiwa
Hello everyone... how are you i'm doin fine

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hey there darkness hey there sunshine
Hello not at all hello all the time
Hello nowhere hell-oblivion
Hello goodbye

Hello darkness hello sunshine
Dampen it...

Un... cool