I think I have it figured out, ask me, I was dead on with the halfway thing, I just had no faith. It took a little more indifference to hammer it home. I hang it up, it's over, I will chase no more, I will play it cool. If you catch me doing otherwise, kick my ass, you have my permission. Tonight, riding with The Roots, windows down, sunset clouds, all was groovy.

Thank you for the perspective, it's good to know that a girl can feel the same way. We'll all float on alright.

posted by paul @ 10:31 PM

there's a trade. either you know everything and are totally cool with life being ok, or you drop everything you thought and feel like shit because instead of there being hope and no gold, you don't even have hope. if for one day someone would tell me what i had done right by them, the last time i made them feel a little less crappy, or just got a damn call-back, i don't think i'd ever need a vent, because there'd be no pressure. i don't know how to be anyone else, i don't know how to front, all i know is that i try my best to care, and if it's a hang up on something i said or did then i'll willingly die a martyr for those who aren't part of the invading army of yes-men. of course he makes you feel good, he wants in your pants and he knows how to get there. the highway of asskissing, and baby, you're just another exit. i just wish this was directed at someone, i have to imagine a relationship to get pissed about, this is pathetic.

in other news, conan has a massive forehead, too. and he's famous and stuff.

and yeah, i have bad posture, i saw it on the news, you don't have to tell me about it, i'm a drummer, it happens.

and if i never saw another tree in my life, i'd be just a touch happier.

posted by paul @ 12:03 AM