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Thursday, October 18, 2001 :::

music soothes even the savage beast

Red Hot Chili Peppers: Californication, Porcelain
Deftones: Mascara, Be Quiet and Drive



highlight of the day: went rollerblading in absolutely beautiful weather. I plan to make this a regular occurence...but we all know that i'm not the most steadfast (sp?) person when it comes to keeping schedules. on my way back home, i stopped and observed some cows for a while, almost just to do it. i swear, lately, i'm starved for true inspiration, and i know that it's everywhere...i'm just tired of the monotony of routine and daily surroundings. SO, i spent some time watching the cows in the "University of Florida Beef Teaching Unit" along 23rd Street. honestly, i could have done it for an infinite amount of time, if it hadn't been for the damned traffic. TOO MANY CARS HERE. This also hindered my enjoyment of the actual rollerblading, as skating alongside loud, fast-moving weapons with wheels is not exactly my cup of tea. anyway...absorbing the natural, untainted behavior of the animals really brought me back down to earth...and i immediately wished that i could share this with someone that i could KNOW would appreciate it; but then, i thought it over again, and decided that i'm not quite independent enough lately to experience this sort of thing with someone without doubting their enjoying it at the same level as me; even if they were. does this make sense? to me, yes. also relevant is that some things are truly meant to be taken in alone...and i'm certain that this was one such occasion. sometimes, i just wish there was a female replica of me, someone that would know what i'd think before i thought, how i'd respond before she asked anything, which cow was my favorite, etc. someone that would think that this post, although unordinary and somewhat "silly", was beautiful as well. and as i type this, i dig the whole. it's cool, though, cuz i'm only looking down it. i haven't slipped in yet, despite the warm, familiar blanket of darkness and safety waiting anxiously at the bottom and along the walls. i think i'll walk the circumference, and stray a bit, in hopes of finding someone/some inspiration to help me fill it up again.

Roberson is such a special kid...errr, my bad: ADULT. seriously, though, i couldn't have asked for a better "surprise" roommate. he has consented to giving Dum and me latin dancing lessons; so far, i really think it's gonna' pay off, and who knows? maybe there's hope for Dum after all! that'd be great if we could all go out to a club and just tear the floor up. Lord knows that that's a long ways away, if it's even possible, but it's an exciting thought. we'd be three sexy swingers.

speakin' of clubs, we'll be hitting up Gator Rocks tonight, which is basically the most happening club in town. it's a piano bar, but EVERYONE goes on Thursday nights, so needless to say, i'm quite psyched. i just hope that i don't wind up chillin' at a table, self-confined to observation and contemplation. i'd like to dance...and i'm thinking that everyone there will be fairly wasted, so i probably won't even look that bad. hell, maybe i'll do some cool shit that i didn't know i could pull off. bah...we'll see.

Violet: 311, Drew, NOW, the outside world, night/stars, the unknown, myself

Red: dancing, Frank, alumni bbq, "love"

Blue: Lauren, M&Ms, Windows XP, my acoustic guitar, sleep

Yellow: Anne, my monkey lamp, Will

Green: Melo, Absent, Roberson's family

I shouldn't have done that whole procedure this time through; I'm too tired to accurately associate.

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press on, dull intrigue
"monotony" means nothing to you, yet, you are one and the same
pinch my eyes
i won't flinch
unfortunate reason being reality, unchanging, known
Get Unfamiliar.
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-capable?


::: posted by AJBrotz at 2:41 AM


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