twentytwelve

Will The Revolution be fiery today

or is it creeping every bumpersticker obliviant alive breathing LA on fire

that city's so dirty id rather smoke cigarettes than breathe their shit burning aire

and it's not a question of whether it will happen, or when

but, how

you can dig a hole so deep but there will always be an end

 you find the other side

or you died of loneliness in a hole

there is an end

Even if the revolution consists

 of the earth taking charge, and paying us back for the wasted time
energy,
dirty sheets
takes matters into its own hands and mouth

like a hooker on a long stint too deep,

There is no means to an end, carpe nocturne

Who cares if the revolution is televised

when revolution

you wont be sitting watching

 safely at home on your tacky couch and tivo.

listening to: Mariachi El Bronx. yess

Listen to Patsy Cline.

On the bikeride home

From the tattoo house

I had a thought that I might get hit by a car.

and in this moment I was comforted

because if I died, all my family members would know that

"The Universe is Unfolding as it Should"

they would know that because I just had it tattooed on my body

and it would be a beautiful reminder

and then maybe they would love it as I love it.

They don't know about it.

no one does.

I've never been afraid to die

and thats not just me trying to be stoic.

I really embrace death, at least for myself

death is like getting a tattoo

It only hurts once

and lasts forever

so, why not?

The thought of other people dying

some other people

ruins me

I don't like to think about it actually.

not even a little bit.

I have a piece of desiderata on me forever.

I'll show you my tattoo when I am good and ready
but right now, its just for me.

I love having music dorks for friends
I am a music dork lover.
because i don't have the skills necessary to be a nerd
i.e. computer skills, and psychic ability when it comes to new music
I do check punknews.org as often as my email
but thats the scope


I am exactly where I want to be
on the right exit to where I want to be
I enjoy this lifelong roadtrip.
I stop sometimes at national parks, world wonders
ill stay for a couple days
other times I stop at ugly gas stations.
they are toxic and I feel ill for awhile
there is nothing to be said for the scum of america.

What I will be listening to today: duh, all the Lucero that my music nerd friends surfaced.

If I were the sun

I would shine a little brighter on sundays in order to save millions of people from the depressing coma of a day.

If you ever hated Mondays,

 you really should just hate Sundays

 for making you anticipate them in the anxious, everything is closed and no one leaves their bed, kind of day.

Sundays are especially miserable for religion and the religious.

There they go, doing the same routine they've done for 30 years,

passing out the bread and body of JESUS

they opted for the lower cost body parts of JESUS

when shopping in the catalogue of jesus supplies.

because they lost their hope in this ritual years ago.

its all show now

and the body tastes like shit

the wine is great. because wine is always great, right?

Passing out wine at mass is the only honest thing Catholics ever did for themselves

i hate days off

rather be working 12 hours each day,

then have a day off 

There are so many times that I can clean my apartment each day. 

what is it, 20 x 20 anyways.

There is nothing left to clean and the spiders bite anyways.

there is a big bite on my jawline,

its like a spider tried to punch me, for being so clean and taking away its habitat

they watch out for each other too.

Today, Ryan Adams doesn't sound good. 

and I feel bad saying that, 

because he just gave up music for good

he finally gave into all of the shit-talkers of the music business

and gave up music.

It's not just Ryan Adams

I'm having one of those days that every song I've ever heard pisses me off

reminds me of a memory much better than this one, 

rips me from the now

to think about that great time that is better than this one.

How can you just give up music like that?

It's not like a breakup, where you can just avoid your old places in order to avoid your old lover.  

You can't just screen your calls or listen to another cd in your car thats not "we are so in love mix volume 6"

You can't avoid music, can you?

I don't even care to try, really.

when all else fails, put in Queen or Led Zeppelin.

I'm not the type of Girl to get emotional or insecure in love.  I don't get jealous or needy.  I don't need reassurance that he loves me. 

I don't need a ring to say we'll be together forever.

Often times, I get distracted while taking pictures.

At the subject of the picture.

Like taking kissing pictures.  I get so wrapped up in the kiss that I'll forget to take the picture, or I'll take a picture of the sky.

getting a kiss is more fun than getting a picture.

everyday.

I made an understood silent notion to myself a long time ago

To never miss out on life experience.

I will never miss the concert because I am trying so hard to take pictures to prove I was there.

You miss something through the camera lens.

Watching a show on dvd is never as good as in person.

and to those people trying so hard to get a picture of Davy's makeup.

You're missing the song.

I would rather remember the feeling of being at the show, 

then waste the whole show with the camera phone out

standing still in the pit

taking pictures.

videos.

bs.

greg graffinbad religion

Now is when I go outside and pretend its not sunday

by keeping myself busy with dumb tasks.

some tasks are fun

i need to speak spanish. tareas.


Sunday Tasks:
.Go for a long long long run until it hurts.
.Get iced coffee and add copious amounts of cinnamon, no cream.
.learn a new song, probably lucero
.work on painting of greg graffin and jack vp
.do laundry

I will be listening to today: "Sigur Ros" because I've never given them a chance.

and "The Bronx" to run to, because they make you want to run fast or punch people.