May 2009
98 posts
Internet Hiatus
I’m taking one. I’ll probably post every now and then, though. All I really mean is that I’ll probably only post once a day.
TODAY/TONIGHT/TOMORROW
Since I cannot seem to sleep (I’ve slept maybe 20 minutes max in the last 27 hours), I’ve decided to just try to get some shit done. Nothing important, really. I’m just going to take the car for a drive over the floating bridge (it’s super nice out), make mixes for the big drive to Chicago, purchase cheap cigarettes, PLAY THE GUITAR (it’s been so long since I’ve...
April 2009
119 posts
4 Things I've Learned At Airports
1. How much they suck to be in is directly proportional to the amount of sleep you’ve had. There are other factors too, of course, but this is the biggest one. It’s hard to deal with waddling droves of fanny-pack sporting clueless people when you’ve only had 10 minutes of sleep on a subway in the last 24 hours.
2. Never sit in the middle seat. Never. I’ve never met anyone...
Hello, good mood.
Good Mood: Hey dude, why are you in such a good mood? Colin: Dude, it’s fucking crazy, I have no idea! Good Mood: I love you. Colin: Dude, I love you too. Good Mood: Could it have something to do with watching Billy Mays’ show? Colin: Yeah, maybe that’s partially why I’m in such a good mood. Good Mood: Nice.
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shit eating grin
I want to ride between the blue hills spit in a jug and bump along parallel tracks dig my wrinkled hand in the earth look up at the pale sun and smile feel the pebbles under my bare feet feel the heat of fire, hand-built and follow the rails and feel the dirt and sweat on my face and the dull heat constantly beating down and feel my skin change pluck at the strings of an old guitar give the voice...
I was talking to my friend Maggie
last week, and I was in an awful mood. She said something along the lines of “just try to remember that you have a pretty awesome life right now”.
She’s right. I’m moving to Chicago. I have an apartment set up. I have furniture to put in that apartment. I have money to buy food for that apartment. I have a good car. I have my guitar. I have a lovely girlfriend. I get to go...
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though docile in nature the inner self-sureness lives the many stress fractures in emotional wood are nothing standing strong the table top devours, a slow churning killing fear — it keeps the candle burning and other sureness too and certainty comes from the wick too thick to quell with loneliness and anxiety, hardened with age and I shield the candle with my warm palms from the destructive...
Chicago Tumblr Meet-up
So, I think I’m going to the Chicago tumblr meet-up. It’s right by the new apartment, and I figure why the hell not. If I go I’m bringing my buddy Josh (who actually makes fun of me for having a tumblr). Should be interesting.
It's 81 degrees out.
And it finally feels like summer. Jesus, I miss feeling this hot. I’m going to go outside today. I wish I had my car. I like the way A/C smells.
I’m sitting in this hotel in my boxers, chain-smoking, and listening to Rufus Wainwright full blast. I’m looking out the window watching the lightning and listening to the thunder.
Hello insomnia. Knew I’d see you again.
neonstreetlight:
colinweaver:
For some reason, the head of room service here finds it necessary to “make sure everything’s okay” every morning when I clearly have the Do Not Disturb sign out. This is getting on my nerves.
Last night, in the middle of the night, I went on a walk to buy some cigarettes. This is not a safe part of town. Sketchy characters following me, dark figures growling in...
For some reason, the head of room service here finds it necessary to “make sure everything’s okay” every morning when I clearly have the Do Not Disturb sign out. This is getting on my nerves.
Last night, in the middle of the night, I went on a walk to buy some cigarettes. This is not a safe part of town. Sketchy characters following me, dark figures growling in alleyways, etc....
Wilco - The Wilco Song (Live on Colbert Report)
Lock and Load.
withoutmelissa:
Well, I’ve decided as much time as I commit to this little blog, I might as well do it right. I’ve already purchased the use of www.withoutmelissa.com and once it goes live, it should make your efforts to find me on the ‘ol interweb a little easier.
Additionally, I’m in the market for an entirely new layout. I’m interested in a custom web banner and page layout. Nothing super...
Hopping on a bus.
It’s times like these when I wish I had an ipod.
EP
Today I will attempt to ride the el, I think. Hell, I’m going to ride some form of public transportation. No more of this cab crap. I’m bored with this hotel. On another note, I’ve been putting together a sort of EP, just for tumblr.
Who wants an EP?
zombielectroniq:
This is a little bit different...
You're cute when you breathe.
The Ronettes - He Did It
This song has so much...
We got the apartment.
jennzillakilla:
colinweaver:
This is so good. This is so great.
And I’m gonna be ya’lls first visitor!!!
Hell yeah!
We got the apartment.
This is so good. This is so great.
Most of these are complete bullshit →
thebackdoor:
diamonds-n-rubies:
(via aliciaedge)
I’m convinced that whoever made that is no older than 13.
When I read this I feel like I’m in a mall.
I was talking to my friend Maggie the other night,...
I think we got the apartment.
Find out tomorrow for sure.
I don't care what anyone says.
White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane is the most epic song of the sixties. Every time I listen to it I want to do some sort of crazy, slow, outrageous dance.
I haven't been myself lately.
But I finally feel back to normal.
From drafts #2
I taste the current changing and absorb the future the unknown, a bed warm and I finally, I can lay my head on the waves, and roll tide I can settle for mystery and embrace the freedom of it welcome, essential, with arms outstretched the flowerbed of fresh starts bask in the business no longer biding my time
From drafts #1
let’s go for a walk and watch for the cracks in the block the little tributaries and I’ll lay face down motionless on the sidewalk you’ll take my car keys