Anna B's and Sunshine

Manzinita and the Times

The Beauty In Residence

Outsider's Tools.

Balk [I procreate inferior illumination diurnally] bec et ongles

Current mood: nauseated

In a logistical sense...


J . P ->D.A

But normally...

P -> ~ D . A

Sooo maybe it's

J . P . T -> D . A

Since T -> P v T -> D . A

Either way
J . T
also
H = (J->T) . (T->J)


Things I don't remember I wrote. Probably that darn theology class again.

Not big fan of starting new pages.
Eric, why was his presence so prevelant in my life?
How do people come and go, and mean so much?
He did provoke good thought.
Thought that makes me not want to be in this classroom.
The "war" against evil.
The war on "terror."
Two things that are unfortunate and ironic enough to be the only sources of hatred in my life.

Myth does not mean untrue. DEAL.

Adam is a punn from adama "from ground" "dirt bag"
Ah I giggled at his lame jokes.
How do I draw a lemming?
Not a MF apple!
Ooo then maybe a pomegranite
A BF fish becomes a whale.
Oh yus, death.
Alienation is the fundamental problem of humanity.
Chaos as water.
"As far as science goes, gravity is a good thing."

Eve means ? Nvm... I was curious too...

Heaven + Earth code for all there is.

Currently Listening :
Set Yourself on Fire
By Stars
Release date: By 08 March, 2005

Cogito Ergo Sum

[Res cogitans....]

Help your friends, harm your enemies.

Be content but never be idle in the process of building apathies.

To think, the breathe, and to love are just not good enough.

Put it like a kohen.

Run throught a door not meant to be open.

Let's just live; leave things unspoken.




[Isn't this skewed?]
Is it me or you?
You corner youself into being open to abuse
I reflect that. But I wouldn't do the same.
Open minds? Stretched and curled back on each other.
Mirrored face
to face
What a normal world.
Two seperate realities.
We take the pills because
you
and
I
are the same.

Currently Listening :
Stone by Stone
By Floater
Release date: By 14 November, 2006

Soundtrack

Soundtrack to my life...(New)
Current mood: calm

If a movie was made of your life, what would the soundtrack be?

So here's how it works:

- Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
- Put it on shuffle.
- Press play.
- For every question, put the song that's playing.
- When you go to a new question, skip to the next song.
- Ready? GO!

NO CHEATING!!!

Opening Credits: Marching Bands of Manhattan: Death Cab for Cutie

Waking Up: Nice and Blue: mewithoutyou.

Falling In Love: The Weakest: Emery.

Fight Scene: A Beautiful Lie: 30 Seconds to Mars

Breaking Up: The Funny Thing About Gettind Pistol Whipped Is...: From Autumn to Ashes

Make-up: Southern Belles in London Sing: The Faint

Secret Love: Forever: As I Lay Dying

Life's Okay: Save Tonight: Eagle-Eyed Cherry

Mental Breakdown: Everything Must Go: The Weakerthans

Driving: The Blowers Daughter: Damien Rice.

Flashbacks: The Widow: The Mars Volta.

Happy Dance: What's it feel like to be a ghost? Taking Back Sunday

Regretting: Tie me up! Unite Me!: mewithoutyou.

Long Night Alone: By a Thread: goodbyetomorrow

Final Battle: Act: Blindside

Death Scene: Magic Bus: The Who.


Final Ending: Tautou: Brand New

Credits: Sound of Melodies: Leeland

Currently Listening :
Wet from Birth
By The Faint
Release date: By 14 September, 2004

Show and the coast...

Portland has got me thinking

We

Someone who's searching for manliness...
Someone who's searching for sexuality...
Someone who's searching for a sense of self, taking pieces of others...
Someone who's searching to be content with their image...
And someone who's searching for something to search for.

Miss haps? Perhaps?

I haven't updated in a while, but then again... Who has?

Well so you know, I'm up in Portland right now. It's been fun. We have had quite a bit of miss adventures.

First of all, stranded at Fred Meyer. We were there until 2 am. It was a good bonding experience.

After many tales of being stranded, or lost, or just anything, the best would have to be Saturday.

We in this story is Christine my room mate, Katelyn, a cool girl from Arizona, and myself. Oh and part of the time with the guy named Chris.

First of all, I call Nicko while my friends and I are deciding on plans for the evening. He suggests calling Johnny, I don't know how many of you met Johnny, but he is one of Nicko's friends from SOU. So what do I do? I call Johnny. So he agrees to meet with us at Powell's which is amazing by the way, and we meet him there. Then we go to the Buffalo Exchange, and off to this strange dark restaurant called The Roxy. After "dinner" we go to Pioneer Square (good for people watching) until around 11:30 or so when we decide it might be a good idea to go back to our bus stop. We get there and low and behold our bus has stopped running. This happens all the time to us, we should have seen it coming, but we didn't. So Johnny says that we'll just take a bus to his house and then he'll drive us back to our school.

Well... After an hour of literally running around to find the right bus stop, and Johnny getting harassed by a bum... We finally were on the bus on the way to Johnny's. Now what you might not know about Johnny is his serious issue with ADD. I was completely scared about not getting to the right stop for his house but somehow me managed. We met momma, and we got in the car. Johnny's ADD continues even while driving it turns out. So that was exciting. Then, we ended up driving off the sidewalk thing. It was ridiculous, but ultimately hilarious. Johnny continued to entertain us until around 2. It started to get strenuous when Momma kept calling to ask Johnny if he was all right... You know the whole ADD thing. "Momma's panicking for Johnny." Good stuff.

*tid bit.* Johnny went to a book signing with Chuck P. You know Fight Club and sorts... And he said that Chuck read the short story "Guts" which I posted for you all a while ago aloud. He said that people threw up in the bookstore. So you can either
look at as A. he is just a really sick guy... Or B. His writing is so enthralling he got his listeners to physically respond.

Failure By Design

So I pretty much wrecked my car yesterday on the way back from Portland.

It's a long story but what I can say is that I thank God that none of us were hurt, and that has to do with a lot of strange coincidences.

Umm... about what happened, basically one car on I-5 stopped completely and suddenly therefore causing the truck to stop infront of me, and I tried to stop and my brakes locked up. Basically, I had at least 100 feet distance from my car to the truck and my car skid that whole way. We didn't end up hitting it that hard, but it cracked the top of my radiator where the tube connects to the engine, and the drive line in the front obviously got bent back or something because it "clunked" when I tried to drive it.

I got a ticket because the police officer was determined to say that I was following him too close even though he marked out himself that I was 100 ft away from it. Not to mention, he apparently couldn't find time in his schedule to check out if I left a skid mark, which we definately saw later, and it was definately, just the mark mind you, 100 ft or more. I didn't swerve at all, which was good, because there was a concrete meridian on one side, and a truck on the other. Either way, it's a pretty crappy deal I got a ticket, really nothing I would have done would have fixed it. My parents are being understanding because my brakes did the same to my mother when she was in a much worse accident in my car and my dad saw the skid marks it made. Plus my mother was thinking my transmition was going out, considering it would only go 40 up the mountains on the way there and all. We talked to some really cool people in Albany who said that my radiator cracked because the way the radiator intake was designed also. So don't drive neons I guess.

Here's some good things about the accident:

*I think it's kind of a harsh wake up call about worrying about material things because I was getting really sick of all the scratches and stuff that my car was collecting without my help...

*The night before Jaqualyn and I had been talking about how I wanted to be closer to all my brothers, but in particular, James, who just happened to live close and come to my rescue, and got my car towed.

* We met those really awesome families who stayed with us until my brother got there, and even prayed with us.

* My back rear tire was dangerously low, which caused us to all ready be going slower, and how much worse would it have been if I had a blow out going full speed as opposed to actually being able to tell something was about to happen.

* My parents understood

* The other person's truck was fine.

* I didn't swerve at all.

* Oh yeah, we were all uninjured.


Some not-so-good-I'm-Still-Looking-For-the-Lesson-In-Things:

* Having such a rude officer

* Getting a ticket

* Having my court date on my first day of college.

Oh the irony

To do list that somehow comes before updating my blog.
For Gibson...
*School
-including assignments like poetry journals
*Softball
-you know, playoffs
-more tournys in the summer
*Work
-well until Thurs. when I got layed off because I can't ever work because of all the other things on this list.
*Preparing for Mexico
*Never ending amounts of forms to fill out for The University of Portland
*Scholarships
*Having and spending time with friends
*Sleep
-mostly put off

He who laughs last...

Apparently I missed the update where I mentioned that Mervyn's closed, so I'm still working at Abby's.

So about that, I don't know how many people know that a certain Sean Woodring is working there now, yeah I'm sorry there is so many other things going on that I tend to focus on little facts you need to know. Here are some more...

Mervyn's jacked up my W2's.
The entire Abby's staff has a myspace account, oh yeah Lynn too.
Brianne won Ms. Rogue River.
The teachers are going on strike.
Our softball season is...promising? I guess.
I messed up my ankle, no cool story, I was running to first, that is about it.
I signed up for Creation. No one else has...Get on that!
I still haven't put up any Europe pictures.
My insomnia is not bad enough to keep me up long enough to do so.
Good night.

First things first.

Chyeah he's beautiful. NO pictures of Acceptance, sadness I know. They played brilliantly by the way. Hellogoodbye sucks, yeah. Europe pictures soon, I'm moving slow, sorry.