Dream on, you say? Touch a damn dick, I say.

I really miss my English class from last semester. I read some amazing works that I wouldn't have read otherwise. That class and that professor made me seriously reconsider my major. I wish someone would pay me to sit around and read great books. If I can't have that, maybe I could get a job getting drunk by the pool or playing with cute puppies or watching Maury all day.

You can have me the way I am — bad behavior included — or not at all.

The countdown is ON!!! 9 more days until Eclipse hits theaters. This post is dedicated to Team Jacob. For all you pissers who don't understand, I will try to explain it to you. Jake is hotter, more fun, more relaxed, happier, far less crazy, less controlling, and less fucking SPARKLY than that pansy Edward. Don't get me wrong. I hate Bella too and those vampire slutfucks deserve each other. But if *I* got to choose, Jacob would live under my skirt.

Pages 527-528 of Eclipse prove that even that whiny little cunt Bella can't resist him. BEHOLD:

"My brain disconnected from my body and I was kissing him back...I didn't have to be careful with Jacob, and he certainly wasn't being careful with me...He was everywhere. I couldn't see or hear or feel anything that wasn't Jacob. What did it mean that I didn't want him to stop? That my hands clung to his shoulders, and liked that they were so wide and strong? That his hands pulled me too tight against his body and yet it was not tight enough for me? The questions were stupid, because I knew the answer: I'd been lying to myself. He'd been right all along...That's why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye - because I was in love with him, too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything. It was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had."


FUCK YOU, BELLA! You missed out on some hot wolf love. I hope he marries your daughter, asshole.

You could be happy if you let go. You could be happy with me.

So, as far as I can tell from clips, trailers, reviews, etc., Eclipse is going to stray from the book (of course...Books are ALWAYS better than the movies they are made into). While I am pissed about this, it seems like the movie may portray Bella as more of a bad-ass and less of a whiny little twat. So...I'm kind of ok with this. The motorcycle scene where she bails off campus with Jake is different... but that doesn't exclude the possibility of another scene that matches the one in the book. So,what do you think?

Pterodactyls vs. Babies

Some friends and I are starting a community art blog. EVERYONE IS WELCOME! Each month (or thereabouts) there will be a new subject or assignment and anyone may enter a drawing, poem, collage, essay, etc. as long as it has to do with the theme. If you're interested, please join us! The first theme is "pterodactyls vs. babies" and that will also be the title of the blog. The themes are open to interpretation, and we would love to have anyone who would like to participate. Even if you think you can't draw or don't have talent for this sort of thing... give it a shot! It will be fun! C'mon people!


[nice dream].
Sonj.

It's the only good fight there is.

I started writing some crazy, depressing entry about how much it sucks to be an adult and to have to worry about shit like money and college and whether I will ever have the opportunity to travel. Then I noticed that I was boring myself to death just writing about it. Instead, I will spend my time (and yours) reminding everyone that none of that crap matters. We all end up the same in the end anyway. Life should be spent chasing everything that makes your life worthwhile. Do whatever it may be that fills your heart to the brim. And everyone should read more Bukowski.


Roll the Dice


If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start.
If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.

Go all the way. It could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision, mockery, isolation.

Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And you'll do it despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine.

If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods and the nights will flame with fire.

Do it, do it, do it. DO IT. All the way. All the way.

You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.


- Charles Bukowski

Really, dad? ...Really?

Dad: "I'm kinda hungry."
Me: "wanna go to Chipotle?"
Dad: "uh, sure. Is it good?"
Me: "what the hell? You've never been to Chipotle? Jesus, Dad...really?"

He chose a chicken fajita bowl. He has guac on his shirt and a smile on his face. I feel as though I've done God's work today.

Le Moribond

This is Zachary Francis Condon. He was born for Le Moribond. Enjoy.

Goodbye, Emile, you were my good friend.
Goodbye, Emile, you were my good friend, you know.
We sang together of the same great wines.
We sang together of the same great women.
We sang together of our shared sorrows.
Goodbye, Emile, I'm going to die.
It's difficult to die in the Spring, you know.
But I'm going to the flowers with peace in my heart.
Because I know that you are a good man, good as white bread.
You'll take care of my wife after I'm gone.

I want everyone to laugh.
I want everyone to dance.
I want everyone to party like a bunch of fools.
I want everyone to laugh.
I want everyone to dance.
When they come to put me in my grave.

Goodbye, Father Priest, I liked you well enough.
Goodbye, Father Priest, I liked you well enough, you know.
We weren't always on the same side.
We didn't always take the same path.
But we were both looking for Heaven just the same.
Goodbye, Father Priest, I'm going to die.
It's hard to die in the Spring, you know.
But I'm going to the flowers with peace in my heart.
Because you were her Confessor,
I know you'll take care of my wife when I'm gone.

Goodbye, Tony, I didn't like you too much.
Goodbye, Tony, I didn't like you too much, you know.
It's killing me to be dying today.
While you are so vigorous and full of life.
And stronger even than boredom itself.
Goodbye, Tony, I'm going to die.
It's hard to die in the Spring, you know.
But I'm going to the flowers with peace in my heart.
Because you were her Lover,
I know you'll take care of my wife when I'm gone.

Goodbye, my wife, I love you still.
Goodbye, my wife, I love you still, you know.
But I'm taking that trip to see the Good Lord today.
I'm taking the trip before you do.
But we all take that trip when we must.
Goodbye, my wife, I'm going to die.
It's hard to die in the Spring, you know.
But I'm going to the flowers with my eyes closed, once more.
And because I closed them so many times before,
I know you'll take good care of my heart.