http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/ ...and Stuff Tue, 26 Sep 2006 12:10:01 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2006. Art Poetry Music http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/67.html Sat, 26 Jun 2004 23:03:46 GMT Lyrics of the Day: we'll be decked in all black/slamming the pit fantastic/officer friendly's little boy's got a mohawk/and he knows just where we're coming from/it's industrial/work it underground/ -underground, ben folds five Word of the Day: freedom [yelled loudly and with vigour] Random Thought of the Day: i am the next enrique inglesias. [i can be your hero, baby.] packing is a wonderful thing. its both exciting and relaxing. i like unpacking too. laying all your things out, finding places for them. im kindof psychotic that way, considering that i am not anything that... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=67 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/66.html Sat, 26 Jun 2004 06:12:38 GMT realization of the day: although we may be pro at writing sunday-school versions of popular glamrock classics, dez and i should never, ever, EVER attempt collaborative poetry. ever. and if we do, we should most certainly not present it to someone as a sign of our affection. lyrics of the day: wait there, i'll be right back/down in times square, it's a heart attack/all the feeling makes you feel so new/trees fall and so do men/even the walls start caving in/and you feel like there's no pretend for you/ -falling, ben kweller word of the day: cake random thought of the day: to... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=66 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/65.html Thu, 24 Jun 2004 20:35:08 GMT lyrics of the day: if you come back, i"ll take you to the garden/and we'll dance to an orchestra on the lawn/and we'll roll in the foggy dew/and dance with the ghosts upon the dawn/ -to you i bestow, mundy object of the day: one of those pencils that were all the rage back in grade 3...you know the ones with the little plastic pieces that you pull out and move to the back when the lead runs out? i love those pencils, even though theyre a terrible waste of non-renewable resources. word of the day: broken random thought of the day: theres something grotesque about those big... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=65 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/64.html Thu, 24 Jun 2004 05:38:56 GMT Lyrics Of The Day: So I drift into the air like a moth to light Down the boulevard to the coffee shop In the land of song, in the land of waits My pen is bearing down on this lovely town I never seem to write them down as good as him Like I somewhere lost the keys that let me in -I've Been Waiting, Sixpence None The Richer Random Thought Of The Day: A million pencils could not illustrate how I feel right now. Word Of The Day: ultimate I have this strange idea that has been slowly forming inside of my head for over... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=64 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/63.html Wed, 23 Jun 2004 05:11:35 GMT today i am rusty and in need of oiling. every time i keep any body part in the same position for more than a few minutes, i have difficulty moving. this happens for a few days every once in awhile. i actually should have seen it coming because while downtown yesterday i was walking all like i had arthritis or i was a robot or something. but i think it should be over in a few days. just in time for chocolate pudding wars. a good thing to play with at all hours are balloons because a) you can use up as much or as little energy as you want and b) they're a really quiet thing to play... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=63 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/62.html Tue, 22 Jun 2004 05:34:39 GMT i don't like birthdays. i would actually really like to be a greeting card company. just me and dez with occassional queen-inspiration, cuz she's very good at getting us out of ruts. after all, the best things about any holidays are the cards that go along with it. that, and the discount candy. and i really dont think i should get into the candy business. that would have horrific consequences. so, cards it is. they will all be made by hand, of course, and will sell for $1.00 each. one dollar canadian, that is, or approximately sixty-eight cents US. mmhmm. but actually, i... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=62 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/61.html Sun, 20 Jun 2004 22:10:04 GMT so a couple weekends ago dez gave me this little mini notepad thing. its bright blue and coiled and on the front it has the word "velociraptor" and also a drawing of what i guess is a dinosaur. it's face is very evil looking, with lots of sharp teeth and a glary-eye, and it appears very, very angry. the body, however, is bright yellow with sortof leopard spots all over it, and so the whole tough look kinda fell through. all in all its a very silly dino. so dez pulls it out of her purse and hands it to me and says, "this is you in dinosaur form". dez always sees right through me, like a... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=61 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/60.html Fri, 18 Jun 2004 23:42:54 GMT lyrics of the day: how you feeling now, living with the crown/look at her and say youve been let down/the sun shone, the wind cried, so long, goodnight/by the book or by the gun, there's fear inside of everyone/ -telling them, starsailor word of the day: flat. as in tire. as in deflated. random thought of the day: birds get all the coolest toys. birds and babies. so this is what i think: if people evolved from some sort of early primate-type thing, same as chimps and monkeys and gorillas and all those other fellows we're said to have shared ancestors with, then the concept... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=60 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/59.html Thu, 17 Jun 2004 04:28:36 GMT lyrics of the day: today was a strange day/i meant what i said/today was the first day i looked ahead/and if i could be what you want me to be/would you let me down/stop driving me into the ground/ -miles away, the verve pipe random thought of the day: sometimes i wish i could just be all pink nailpolish and lipstick, and noone would ever dare touch me, and my hair all curls, id walk by on my super-high heels and wave my purse at a cab, and everyone would know my name, but nobody would know my mind. ever. word of the day: microphone my blogging has been so wacky. hahahah, i... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=59 http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/archive/58.html Tue, 15 Jun 2004 22:56:59 GMT some days i think that i must be in love. actually, im fairly certain that i am. its kindof the only explanation, really. why else would i be like i am? people describe what a person is like when they're in love, and i have all the symptoms. i find my thoughts wondering to that which i love, and i feel giddy, my toes curl, my heart beats faster. im restless, i cant stop smiling. i want to hug the whole world and dance outside in the sun and talk and talk all day about the object of my affections. i want to laugh and cry and jump up and down really fast. i want to sit quietly forever... (more) http://hydrofilic.blogdrive.com/comments?id=58