Tag Archives: sleep

hendumst í hringi holdumst í hendur

3 Apr

Durr.
What did I do today? Honestly, not all that much. I did make cupcakes and order some t-shirts from the lovely folks over at Sharing Machine (I got the I AM AWESOME hotdog, the one with the captain, and the koala farts one), and updated my iPod software over the course of a few hours. The pop-up said it’d take ten minutes. LIES.

Also, sorry for the lack of meaningful writing recently. I have been sick and floppy-feeling, and that flop has leaked its way into my writing. Daaang! What a letdown.
What else? Um, I have a Band Of Horses song stuck in my head, it is called Funeral and is not that bad despite suddenly being brought to the forefront of preteen minds thanks to this new show that features a character singing it for a talent show. It is pretty great. I always kind of wanted to listen to those guys, but then got distracted by Arcade Fire or Neutral Milk Hotel or some other band and left poor Band Of Horses in the dust. It’s okay! I haven’t forgotten about you! I’ll listen to you someday!
Jeez. Played six rounds of canasta wih my family, don’t want to be concious anymore so going to bed. Night!

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in the eye of os gemeos

10 Jan

Probably wrong about the Portuguese in the title, I do not speak it.
Went to Caroline’s sleepover, it was fun and I stayed up till 4 and am just now suffering the consequences. Ugh. This is probably the closest to a hangover I’ve ever come (albeit without the puking). Fortunately, I can still think and speak coherently, though that may only be due to the amount of sugar I’ve ingested since ten this morning. Also, vanilla Tootsie Rolls look like baby schlongs, according to Lil. Ah, we are entertaining people.
Well, what am I going to do for the rest of the day? Loaf around, possibly draw a bit, maybe play some Left 4 Dead with my dad… A normal Sunday. Also have to study for the ridiculous Chem test tomorrow. Gah.
My mother is talking about planting trees, I am suddenly very afraid that my loafing will be compromised.
Also, someone recommended a German band for me on Last.fm, I am going to check it out and give you the verdict. Might be something pretty great! Excitement!

blinded by sound

15 Dec

Here are some more midnight/blind drabbles. Also, Wil hallucinates about unicorns, possibly the highlight of my school day.

It starts:

O, technicolor snowballs, the terrible twos, all makes sense somehow but that answer is a bit of a myster- oh, my stomach what did I do
And the rhythm is in us, it is part of us, of our thoughts
Neutral Milk Hotel must have exploded in alone analytic hellfire modern day fire and brimstone I suppose, but I want to be myself going into the abyss, sail away like the thoughts I think one day decades of memory. God, but-
Golden dentures melted for the poor prophets of the accurate time, of the terrible wit over of the glory that (scribble) life of the trumph the triumph
And there is nothing better than to hallelujah there always is let the coyotes take me away to the sunbeam butterflies, though the atmospheric pressure so here, teaching the things inside to bear a thir
prees, to
tell the life of a silver darkness, remembering and remembering
on and on, this glory for eternity, let things sleep and let our minds rave and wiggle and
Effort of the ties, the pole in the trees would make an exallabling(sic) memory if beheld
Bortglomt I certainly hope I love you until the end of time , or at least of this year because the end of time is a formidable challenge
But the glory in our hearts rolls on and on, trying to escape bit we refuse tonight, make me feel like a redhot poker out of the hot hot air bellows-

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The rest of that page is nigh-incomprehensible, but I tried valiantly to read it. There were several mentions of “today” but that was about it.
Probably going to do it again tonight.

Ciao.