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(no subject) [Mar. 5th, 2009|03:06 am]
The Notorious Me
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(no subject) [Feb. 15th, 2008|01:57 pm]
The Notorious Me
My schedule.
WED- Dals
Thurs- DAY/Shopping with Christina
Night/Party with fam
Fri-Day/(empty slot)
Night/Martini Party
Sat- Day/Nurse hangover
Night/Family Party
Late Night/Drink @ Lid
Sun- Day/Oma's Party
Night/(empty slot)
Mon- Day/Hanging out with Christina
Night/(empty slot)
Tues- DAY-Chill with fam.

THINGS I NEED TO DO.
TIFFANY, WE NEED TO GO BACK TO THE MUSEUM. LEMME KNOW WHEN YOU CAN. THATS LIKE, A TOP TWO PRIORITY FOR ME, RIGHT AFTER SURVIVING MY FLIGHT TO WINNIPEG. TALK TO DAN.
Go to HMV.
Go to Festival with Tony
Beat my cousin at Foosball
Watch Gladiator on my dad's home entertainment system.
Go back to Sals.

Annd...thats about it, for now.
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(no subject) [Feb. 14th, 2008|04:21 am]
The Notorious Me
I think, at the end of the day, I'm just too sane to be the type of artist I want to be.

And that makes me sad.


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(no subject) [Jan. 31st, 2008|11:19 pm]
The Notorious Me
These old boots still got a lot of ground
They ain't covered yet
There's at least another million miles
Under these old bus treads
So if you think I'm gonnna settle down
I've got news for you
I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

And as long as there's a song
Left in this old guitar
This life I'm bound to lead
Ain't for the faint of heart
So you won't fall for me
If you know what's good for you
'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

I guess the Lord made me hard to handle
So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble
So before you go and turn me on
Be sure that you can turn me loose
'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Girl, you look like you might be an angel
So I won't lie
I could love you like the devil
If you wanted me to tonight
And we could talk about forever for a day or two
But I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

I guess the Lord made me hard to handle
So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble
So before you go and turn me on
Be sure that you can turn me loose
'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Yeah, I still got a leavin' left to do
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(no subject) [Jan. 16th, 2008|02:09 pm]
The Notorious Me
Here now don't make a sound
Say have you heard the news today?
One flag was taken down
To raise another in its place
A heavy cross you bear
A stubborn heart remains unchanged
No home, no life, no love
No stranger singing in your name

Maybe the season
The colours change in the valley skies
Dear God I've sealed my fate
Running through hell, heaven can wait

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead end in sight

Let's say we take this town
No king or queen of any state
Get up to shut it down
Open the streets and raise the gates
I know one wall to scale
I know a field without a name
Head on without a care
Before it's way too late

Maybe the season
The colours change in the valley skies
Dear God I've sealed my fate
Running through hell, heaven can wait

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead ends

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead end in sight

For every piece to fall in place
Forever gone without a trace
Your horizon takes its shape
No turning back, don't turn that page

Come now, I'm leaving here tonight
Come now, let's leave it all behind
Is that the price you pay?
Running through hell, heaven can wait

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead ends

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead ends

Long road to ruin there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights
No tomorrow, no dead end in sight
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(no subject) [Aug. 22nd, 2007|02:23 pm]
The Notorious Me
[and she says |long long time - guy forsyth]

Its been a long, long ... time
Its been a long, long ... time

When I was a kid I used to draw airplanes with stars and bars
shooting down airplanes adorned with hammers and sickles.
I bought a hundred water guns so I could save the world,
saving my lunch money, stealing my father’s quarters, dimes and nickels.

I discovered religion watching Luke Skywalker rescue Princess Lea and destroying the Death Star by letting go and closing his eyes.
And I devoured comic books, three color mythologies taught me right and wrong
and if you believed, you could fly.

Its been a long, long ... time
Its been a long, long ... time

I remember listening to songs about trains and feeling the rush of wonder at the possibility
that the world was infinite and accessible all at the same time.
Then it was songs about highways and born to be wild and little red Corvette and the road went on forever in my mind.
But now its clogged bumper to bumper with stinking SUVs and two story pickup trucks that can drive over anything except
the two story pickup truck right in front of it.
Now even my highways look the same..Starbucks & 7-11s and WalMart’s jam the feeder roads.
We don’t live around this mess, we live under it.

Its been a long, long ... time
Its been a long, long ... time

Now all the songs are about gangsters and guns and the TV speeds by at a hundred deaths an hour
and everyone wants to pull off the crime of the century.
Steal 200 gazillion dollars, enough to buy myself an island and build a real honest to God train on it for no one but me.

And get away with it...get away with it.

We Americans are Freedom loving people and nothing says freedom like getting away with it.
We went from Billy The Kid to Richard Nixon, Enron, Exxon, OJ Simpson.
We used to dream about heroes but now its just how to beat the system.

So where do we go to dream now?
Up on the roof of the projects(??), straight into the the city lights to see if they’ve built golden arches on the moon yet?
Self medicated, half sedated, trying our best to stay distracted, living life according to the TV set.
Corporations owning nations, telling us don’t change the station, it’s the only safe way to win the human race.

I wonder how the world sees us, rich beyond compare, powerful without equal?
A spoiled, drunk 15-year old waving a gun in their face?

Its been a long, long ... time
Its been a long, long ... time

...since I felt fine
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(no subject) [Jul. 24th, 2007|12:42 am]
The Notorious Me
"Is there anything that I need to say
that hasn't been said before
I have been polite for too long
why should I be anymore
better now than never, better loud than clever
better just to play the fool
it's times like this
when you just close your eyes and kiss
cause everything after this
is just bullshit and being cruel
so hold me up, I'm going out
and don't wait up, I won't be coming home"


dood. i'm going to matt good.
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(no subject) [Jul. 8th, 2007|02:08 am]
The Notorious Me
[all signs point to |sleepyyawn]
[and she says |dixie chicks]

Wow. I'm actually using livejournal.

TAKE THAT FACEBOOK.

Haha. Anywho. I feel compelled to tell of our fantastic roadtrip.

It was awesome.

I got a flashback to the glowbug we smeared on the windshield.

"HIS LIGHT, IT'S FADING. OH GOD. GOING-- GOING--"
Katia turns on wipers.
"...Gone. So, whats for supper?"

Or something like that.

It also helped me discover the Dixie Chicks.
Don't tell anyone I just said that, especially Lisa.


Tell me now if you came sneaking up behind
Would you know me and see behind the smile
I can change like colors on a wall
Hoping no one else will find what lies beneath it all
I think I hide it all so well

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

Looking through the crowd
I search for something else
But every time I turn around
I run into myself
Here I stand
Consumed with my surroundings
Just another day
Of everybody looking
I swore they'd never see me cry
You'll never see me cry

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows
Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows

You say I'll pay the price
That's the chance that I'll take
Though you may think I'm telling lies
But I just call it getting by

Stepping out, everyone can see my face
All the things I can't erase from my life
Everybody knows

Standing out so you won't forget my name
That's the way we play this game of life
Everybody knows I am just barely getting by

^I had a minor obsession with this song. Katia didn't mind.



And now; a few select important photos.






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Hahaha. Best quote;

"Uh, the girl playing with the bugs will be your server"
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(no subject) [Jun. 30th, 2007|09:01 pm]
The Notorious Me


Your Daddy Is Bill O'Reilly



What You Call Him: Daddy-o



Why You Love Him: He knows best

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Devious Journal Entry [May. 23rd, 2007|05:08 pm]
The Notorious Me

s.tarseed
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I finally finished something worthwhile
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