Sunday, September 23, 2007

Sacrifice the Fear

I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Shit tends to get in the way. We have a blog for my Japanese class in which I must write every Tuesday and comment on the other posts all the other days of the week. It is, of course, in Japanese, so if you happen to read my blog, and happen to be able to read Japanese then go ahead and check it out: http://j462fa07.blogspot.com/

Tonight I am going to St. Peters to be in a horror movie called "Sacrifice the Fear." I will probably be killed. It sounds fun.

I've been doing the NYTimes crosswords more and more and I've been getting a lot better. I got over halfway through yesterday's (Friday!) puzzle. I'm really, almost unreasonably, proud of myself for that.

I should practice guitar more. I had my first lesson this week. I'm rather excited.

I should probably shower.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Car Talk

The most amazing thing has happened to my car:

Somehow, the wiper fluid spray nozzle for the rear window got bent. It no longer sprays onto the window, which is unfortunate, but instead sprays diagonally upwards, straight backwards. It is truly remarkable. I can punish someone behind me for being too close. I have known about this for a while now, but had yet to use it until today, when I pulled up to a red light at Clayton and Hanley, and the car behind me came right up on my ass. So right when the light turned green, I gave him a little shower and sped off towards home. It was soooooo gratifying. I must use this more often.

Monday, September 10, 2007

New Semester, New Song

These are some new song lyrics I just wanted to get written down:

I remember the way you looked at me,
Shaky smile, glossy eyes as we said "goodbye,"

When you laughed, you touched me as if we were lovers and
You drove me mad; those things you said run through my head

You'll never know the way I feel
I always wanted more

I remember the way you sang with me,
Every note a whisper on my ear; I wish you were here,
With me; A picture's not worth a single word from you,
"Hello," or "goodnight," your voice is in my dream tonight

You'll never know the way I feel
I always wanted more
But I'll never get to know your feel
And you're always on my mind.