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2005 two thousand five
_< aug > 30 > 10:22 (tuesday) nothing more

on a night like tonight
today i looked out the window and it was dark.  then i looked at the clock and it read 8:06.  just a few weeks ago it was light at this time.  and then i just stared out into the night seeing how the shadows fell from the distant lights and moonlight.  several memories flashed through my mind, like the days when i was in high school and i stayed up late at night for no reason.  the night air was crisp and there was a world out there as i could hear faint sounds in the distance and there was nothing to do, nothing to really be concerned about, and a passiveness that could strike apathy into the hearts of many.  it makes me think the night is night not just an absence of light, its a way of life, in all its inactive passive glory.  and what can you do but just stare into it and think how nothing matters, nothing is good or bad, just there.

recent music
you're a woman, i'm a machine - death from above 1979
nevermind the bollocks here's the sex pistols - sex pistols
your favourite new band - the hives
bows and arrows - the walkman
frankenstein girls will seem strangely sexy- mindless self indulgence
xo, from a basement on a hill - elliot smith
psyence fiction - unkle
franz ferdinand - franz ferdinand
bang bang rock & roll - art brut
aluminium tunes - stereolab
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25 > 11:55 (thusday) other people's lives seem more interesting because they ain't mine

don't you remember you told me you loved me baby

the english premier league is now live on fox soccer channel (fsc).  everton is just a click away.

25 > 10:30 (thursday)
summer's gone i over slept & woke up to the chill of dawn over worked and now i'm all used up

growing annoyance
on monday a new temp started out in my dept and i was given the task of training her in.  i've been training her in stages and with each stage she gets increasingly annoying.  like my former flatmate from the first half of spring semester she has no concept of personal space...  appearently mine lies next to the newest planet of our solar system just past pluto.  she went to the 'catholic university-north thames' which makes her an offical CUNT which suits her well.

england and my right
with summer soon to close its doors i feel as though i will be heading off to england for yet another semester, except i won't even though i would like to.  but old england hasn't seen the last of me.

benny hill skit of the day
a man removes his shirt to reveil a tatoo on his chest that says, "i love fanny"
benny hill removes his shirt to reveil a tatoo on his chest that says, "don't we all"

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03 > 10:38 (tuesday) there's a lack of colour here

the last day on repeat (in my head)
the more i remember the more i regret not running after her and kissing her on the street.  is it better to regret something you have done rather than something you haven't?  but i know its too late, i should have given you a reason to stay.  this is fact not fiction for the first time in years.
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2005 two thousand five
_< july > 27  > 22:52 (wednesday) i'm gonna drink hennesey with morrisey

injury free
last night was the last night of our church softball league.  we ended on a sour note losing 23-12 which included countless fielding errors.  i was 2 for 4 with 1 run (making a hell of a run from 1st to home).  but most importantly we had fun.  our final record is 7-6-1 (wins-losses-draws).

i'm working on leaving the living
on monday i started working at decision one morgage company, a member of hsbc.  at the moment they have me doing whatever the hell they want me to do but it pays.  papercuts so far: 3.

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23 > 01:24 (saturday) you go stabbing yourself in the neck

every girl in every girly magazine can't make me feel any less alone
with bags of time on my hands i can't help but wonder if there is a point to my life.  i don't want to know what the meaning of life is for every life has its own meaning and purpose.  ...and as the about a boy soundtrack plays through my head i can't help but think that my days aren't full and they don't mean anything.  i suppose one day i would like to buy a home and do little diy projects to eventually transform the place into my ideal home.  i will upkeep the golf course like lawn and maintain a vegetable garden in the backyard.  nevertheless my life will still be pointless.

on a side note
my temp agency found a job for me and i will be starting on monday

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07 > 12:24 > (thursday) god save the gueen

a sad day in britain
i pray for the safety of the people and my friends in london town.
the best coverage of the event in photos i found >
latimes.com
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05 > 14:58 (tuesday) i love the way you put me in the big house

65, kingston to richmond (rtn)
transatlanticism plays while i think about what is and could be on the upper deck

top five
interpol - turn on the bright lights
interpol - black ep
the faint - blank-wave arcade
muse - the orgin of symetry
broken social scene - you forgot it in people
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