THE FUNNIEST FUCKIN THING EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ON MY GOD!!!!!!! I seriously just pissed myself!!! Oh Jesus Christ This is the miost ridiculous piece of shit in the world!!! How in the hell does this man have so much money???!!!!!

http://tinyurl.com/buoqn

Jumping up and down with happiness!!!!!

This makes me want to dance like a crazy person.....
I grew up listening to Motown and good 60s and 70s music, because I was not allowed to listen to anything else, and for a long time didnt actually realize that people made music in the present day. And the fact that someone has remixed all this good shit, someone with a fantastic understanding of Motown, makes me want to jump up and dance............back up singer style.
http://www.thebeatsurrender.co.uk/daily/downloads/i-want-you-back-motown-remixed/

This is a track from Motwon Remix...I want you back-Jackson 5
All the vocals are the original, but its as if God breathed on it.

I could not be happier right now.

Soul Eclipse

Always inside
I act just like you
So you'll like what you see
And you won't see through my eyes

I throw myself up
Hate and take aim
Shards of desire fall with the rain

Blonde vacuum with a hidden mouth
That smokes inside like a cigarette
I'm sending languages
Secret messages
But I haven't found you yet

You say, "What's in your fist?
What's in your head?
What's in your eyes?
What's in your bed?"
I don't know
But don't give up

There's a fist in my head
Dreams in my fist
Eyes in my sex
Sex in my mouth
You don't know
But don't give up

I'm interesting
You think I'm interesting
Like the Apocalypse
I'm trying to connect with you
But I'm dark in a soul eclipse

I can't get this sleep out of my eyes
I wear colors to bed
And dream I'm writing the skies with joy

(sam)

Fuck the Fantastic Four!!!!

So I went to see Fantastic Four today with my mom, my roommates, and my brother. (the only other real comic book nerd in the group like myself) So I didn't really go in with high hopes, but the last two movies that Marvel did were alright, so, silly me, I thought that maybe it wouldn't be that bad seeing as how all they have to do is follow the comic and add some bitchin special effects........I was sadly mistaken. Not only did this shit hole of a movie fail to follow accurately the character's development as so specifically illustrated IN THE COMIC!!, but the lack of plot was amazing!! I don't think I've seen a movie yet that was more predictable or utterly retarded!
While I will give the makers of this glorified flip-book, some props for the special effects. They did do an awesome jorb. The CGI used to animate The Human Torch was fantastic. He at no point looked at all computer generated. And the make-up for The Thing, was almost beautiful. It was so well made, and pliable, that u could still see every expression Michael Chiklis made, so that his performance was not lost at all. It was extremely realistic. Jessica Alba.......crap. There really is no other word to describe it. She was crap. I cried for the desecration of the Invisible Girl. I mean, the girl does have the most amazing set of boobs I have ever seen, I seriously envy them, and they put them to good use in this film, and if she would shut her mouth for more than two seconds, I would have sex with her in a minute, but darling PLEASE! Figure out NOW that you are all body. And for the sake of us all, stick to pole dancing in Frank Miller comics.
And Mr. Fantastic was only missing a daisy growing out of his head to complete the absolute silliness with which his character was written and portrayed. Saying things such as "Stop right there!! That isn't going to work!!" with a menacing scowl to Dr. Doom, as he blows the shit out of stuff, and who's character background might I add, was completely inaccurate. It's as if when they were pitching the idea for this movie, all they did was have Stan Lee come in and sketch a couple things for Hollywood big wigs, and they nodded and said "Sure whatever. Just make sure its a summer blockbuster."
But I think the crowning moment of poo in this movie, was the end when Reed Richards (Mr. Fantastic) asks Sue Storm (The invisible Girl) to marry him with this beautifully worded proposal:

"So I found a broken gasket on the ship, and I was thinking, if one of us was to wear it......Will u marry me?"

Yes that's right folks. Nope, no need to clean out your ears, put those q-tips down, he did just propose to her with a broken spaceship gasket for a ring. At that point I could no longer be considerate to my fellow viewers and laughed till I pissed myself.
But it all worked out in the end, because it really didn't matter one way or the other. You see, life is great when you can leave a crappy movie, knowing that you haven't lost anything. The wonderful Air National Guard had sponsored this particular showing of the Fantastic Four, as a recruiting ploy, and my mother, being a MstSgt with the Air Guard, received free passes.
Ahh. Near brushes with danger and escaping unscathed.....it's a good thing.

ggrrrrrr.......pms

Cap'n Crunch is the best cereal ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

when the pawn...

When The Pawn Hits The Conflicts He Thinks Like A King What He Knows Throws The Blows When He Goes To The Fight And He'll Win The Whole Thing 'Fore He Enters The Ring There's No Body To Batter When Your Mind Is Your Might So When You Go Solo, You Hold Your Own Hand And Remember That Depth Is The Greatest Of Heights And If You Know Where You Stand, Then You Know Where To Land And If You Fall It Won't Matter, Cuz You'll Know That You're Right.

read my mind......

hiding in mirrors, invisable stage
my life went on without me till pain
brought the house down
now that it's broken, lets open the world
outside are corners falling into life awake

everytime you look at me, you're in diguise
too many endings
and the pain has drawn a stranger in your eyes

now that it's broken, let's open the world
the sky inside is bigger for our hearts to hold
upside down and beyond repair the light is
coming through

you caught me wanting, and the shame in my eyes
was so inductive that it magnitized us pulling down my need

he put something in my drink that made me want to say yes
fishnets and tassels
and my dance was the only way i could confess

mmm...sam

going down this broken road
i found a new world
there is no end to the good
love is everywhere i go
looking through you

burning light inside my dreams
i wake up in the dark
the light is outside my door

love is everywhere i go
looking through you

chasing every fragment i see
looking through you
love is looking for me
breaking open the past
im not stranded in time

love is everywhere i go
looking through you
(sam)

uuhhnn...grrrrrrr

Why can't i kill me? If you kill me i'll die, no questions asked.
I can't trust it, I can't trust it.
Frankenfurter doesn't know what he's talking about. I don't find a mind fuck in any way pleasing.
Stories criss-cross in my head and few match and none lock. The headache puts back the frown that was an everpresent only months ago.
Fuck it.
I've decided happiness is a myth. You find it only if you're a talented liar.
I don't care. Don't talk to me, I don't care.
And my mother slept with a married man.
Dancing alone in empty coffee houses. Still nobody watches.
Hmmm Having a Bjork moment. ( I wonder what my body would sound like....)
God I'm sick of noise. It never stops in my head. My music outlet is an untouchable; blocked by a maple leaf.
Fuck the British.
To scream as long and loud and hard as i need to, my chest would have to cave in.
And my voice would need to sound like Jimmy Gnecco.
Goddamnit i can't sing.

.....and the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting over riverfront park...

Sitting at a seedy grocery store parking lot in the "hood" (im still not black enough to say that word) of east nashville tonite, watching the spectacular July fourth firework show over riverfront park, i found myself thinking not of how great a moment this must have been for our forefathers, but rather how funny it would be if at this moment, England decided to launch an air raid attack on the U.S. to reclaim their colonies. "The British are coming!! The British are coming!!"

ho hum.....

so i cant decide whether listening to Jeff Buckley is a good idea or a bad idea, when you're mopey....

well go figure............

You scored as Utilitarianism. Your life is guided by the principles of Utilitarianism: You seek the greatest good for the greatest number. ?The said truth is that it is the greatest happiness of the greatest number that is the measure of right and wrong.? --Jeremy Bentham ?Whenever the general disposition of the people is such, that each individual regards those only of his interests which are selfish, and does not dwell on, or concern himself for, his share of the general interest, in such a state of things, good government is impossible.? --John Stuart Mill More info at Arocoun's Wikipedia User Page... Utilitarianism 75% Existentialism 60% Justice (Fairness) 60% Hedonism 60% Apathy 55% Strong Egoism 40% Kantianism 25% Nihilism 20% Divine Command 0% What philosophy do you follow? (v1.03) created with QuizFarm.com

hmmm......

"All These Things That I've Done"

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier...
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

been feeling like this alot lately.......

i listen to music cosmically

She's Got My Number
She's got my number she always did
She can always see where my secret's hid
Everything about me is hers to tell
She's got my number she always will
She's got my number I must confess
One look in her eyes and I feel undressed
She can see right through all my little games
She's got my number she has my name

Late night driving with the telephone
In the car and I'm always
Waiting, waiting for the girl to call
I'll be lost on a lonely late night

She's got my number I must confess
One look in her eyes and I feel undressed
All of the world's standing at her door
She don't even care what they're waiting for
And every mistake that I ever made
Every little sin is on her display
And through it all I find that I want her still
She's got my number she always will

Late night driving with the telephone
In the car and I'm always
Waiting, waiting for the girl to call
I'll be lost on a lonelyLate night highway with the telephone
In the car and I'm always
Waiting, waiting for the girl to call
I'll be lost on a lonelyLate night

She's got my number she always did
She can always see where my secret's hid
Everything about me is hers to tell
She's got my number she always will
(semisonic)

mmm...listening to music, and syncronized souls humming
and floors...always floors.....the only true way to listen to music

In one slipped breath, my parents are now completely different people.
And I am more like my mother than I knew..

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

What do you say when nobody wants to hear?
What do you say when you're trying to be polite?
What do you say when you're trying not to take away from another's grief?
What do you say when you're trying to be considerate too late?
What do you say to the one who wants to hear?
I can't believe you want to listen.
You ask me for my thoughts.
You ask me for my heart.
You ask me to keep my distance, but as closely as I can.
You ask me to trust you, but not with everything.
You give me excuses.
You take the easy way.
You take the most familiar.
You take problems down already beaten paths.
You're trying the hard way...
You fit me so well.
You scare me with your lack of concern.
You scare me with the intensity of your concern.
I can't trust without proof.
And I can't speak without making noise, and every head turning in my direction expectantly, because I better have something good to say.