distance + reality

i hear you say you need a change of scene
the grass over there is much too green
seeped between the cracks, you appear so clean
but now i see exactly who you came to be
and the closet door is shuttering
its banging loose your tinted screen
tacky glue was an afterthought for your beginning
and will be the demise of your routine

well i tried and tried to compromise
excuses left me satisfied
but you were the only one lost within your lies
it was never about the ties

blue was never a good look on you
i noticed black makes you twice removed
your consistency to stare the mirror through
has lost its lust and truth
and time is an awful song of who you knew
so much left will never debut
instrumentals of lyrics you couldn't pursue
who should i make the funeral out to?

value

emptiness bellows in the halls of your arise

suddenly you see the light of an unmarked car

im fishing for the truth to your stirring interest

love was always such a play on words for you

its funny how your arousal throws me off

im trying to find motive in senseless interactions

maybe i give you way too much credit

superficial is the skin for a super ego

but how my heart stirs for you...

every breath you take is a question

like a suicidal challenge on the cliff

I am constantly teetering for your response

your actions always were a rebuttal to cause

i let heartache take the seasonal cut

androgynous; a sulking conclusion

i suppose you will never know how i valued you.  

now there's nothing left to say

i tried so hard..

so hard..

just to not throw it all away

and the rainy day parade

you threw on the side

misunderstood

i see how its hard to be a bride

tears fell from a darkened sky

reality still remains

underneath your collected lie

to misleading reasons why

so play it all to pieces

yea, and hold the blood

watch it pour all over your creases

your hands never could hold thread

to you.

I've gotta to bust you out of there somehow
my eyes don't need to see your heart's defeat
your spirit's caged with angst momentum 
i can feel your spine conforming 


distance is weighing my heart daily
an unbalanced scale needed for detail
a black bird flew to my window at night
it was a songbird grazing borders  


it's time to test the strong ones
let's see how much they will take
fate will form an opinion to consider
a conclusion if they'll make or break


so I will offer up a hand should you feel lost
strange and unprepared is the only way to come
sitting in silence gives up the ghosts in the hall
but friendship creates a selfless home alone

you missed my heart when you stabbed me in my spine
paralysis was only just a side effect to your behavior

trying to explain the future

calm, like an overbearing tidal wave approaching.

the feeling of 10,000 needles so close to you, tapping  your skin.

a brief encounter looking over your shoulder to remind you another world exists behind you.

the angst pressed before an alarm clock.

the dialogue in a one way pregnancy.

yea, that is the overwhelming feeling you question.

pin up whore

is it any surprise that you feel so over overrun?
two stepping your way through a thoughtless pattern
when the cards aligned you drowned them with disillusion
playing the devil's advocate to your withdrawn sense of self

mirrors never worked for vampires, so people gave up on it
fallen statues of heros canvased your albums and walls
broken needles rained the floor with blood and paper wings
you never amounted to more than a pin-up whore.

distraction is a gift.

we see only in

silhouettes and fairy tales.

after all this time i wonder if there's a light on waiting.
i guess i will never know.

dancing dolphins in progress

translucent pieces drifting
treating icebergs as solid ground
coated emotions creating texture
a deterrent from our collective sound


i was sure i never would be sure..
we were in love?


dancing dolphins amongst waves
i wait to echo your return to me
like confused currents changing tide
you got lost within all you sea

a four year old poem from a past love

a smile consumes me recalling the day we shared

laughing as walked hand in hand through the falling leaves.

the water, mimicking our emotions of a calm surface feeling,

swirling in my head and creating waves of interest

as the sunset played on the clear current, dancing.

the wind blowing back my hair and cooling my nerves...

what could your thoughts have been?

did you too smell the roses as a new sensuous aroma?

were you breathing in something pure and fragile,

teetering on the edge of the future?

and did the trees speak to you the way they told me

to for just this once let the breeze just carry us away?

Or did you hear something different?

taking you to the pit

after all this time ive let pass
a constant tiptoe on cracked glass
walking on the grass to cover my tracks
shoulda known itd never last

i hear so many voices
how do i even decifer my choices
blending only to create noises
not knowing what a man or a boy is

so sorry i brought u so far
to walk away with these scars
leaving you falling stars
so you dont know who you are

it was never really for me
to live within your fantasy
i wont watch you be
something you dont see or agree

free? you were never tied down
coulda clipped ur wings around
pinned you to the ground
and no one would have found

but it wasnt in my heart
its hard to be apart
but more and more i start
to realize this was smart

hope falling short

so this is hard...
the painful realization
that its beyond repair
theres an emptiness falling
unable to cease
except in your eyes...
your hollow overwhelming eyes
the secret lies there
but you wont confess
to the deceit youve left unquestionable
is it true?
shall i turn now before
your mask is stripped by others
maybe ill stay in denial
just to avoid the pain again
the old familiar smell of defeat
basking in its glory that i was given hope yet again
hope always falls short to my heart.

bitter pills

ts getting harder to swallow
these pills of wasted time
i down another bottle to coincide
trying to drown out thoughts
they come way to erratic anymore
i cant decide which ones are here to better me
so i shut all of them out
can you lend me your eyes
so that i might see
what is blindly laid before me
i thought with time i could get better
i thought with distance i would become whole again
but in the end its left me nothing
nothing but the happiness to be free
roam the earth and dodge other men
playing games not with them but really with myself
i hate the plot that i have chosen
i want it to end like a fairy tale

frost

faded colors paint the trees
with the familiar smell of winter frost
a brief reminder that change is sudden
it might be hidden but never lost

digging under the frozen dirt
searching deeper until i find
your escaped picture once more
thats been embedded in my mind

so i come to you with momentos
hoping that you can patch this hole
maybe you know a few answers
something that will heal my soul

winds blowing in at higher speed
i feel the temperature dropping still
now facing the reality that what was buried
has been coded and always will

post card

you don't talk to me anymore
so i'll send you a post card.
write down all the things you've missed
and sign it with a heart.

you don't see me anymore
so i'll send you a polaroid.
taken in the latest fashion and makeup
and sign it with a void.

you don't hear me anymore
so i'll send you a personal song.
record all of my emotions and words for you
and sign it with a wrong.

you don't know me anymore
so i'll send you nothing to reply.
i gave you all the chances in the world
so now i will sign it with a good-bye.

23 this no guarantee

the flight was inevitable

every chrysalis breaks through

i just wish i could have held on longer

for one more moment with you

my nightstand clock flashes

but i cant stop the phased moon

the stars beat in a rhythm

my wish ran away with the spoon

new smells mingle with old

ive replaced grasp with self doubt

my ears are my new instrument

searching as a sponged scout 

distance has replaced time

lyrics summon me to the stage

its time to break down the set

let's begin a new page.

stump

falling leaves...

time to shed the comfortable green

wilted petals fall from a distance

i held them all up so high

but they broke when seasons changed

turning colors just like tides

giving tree

do you not miss me?

i gave you everything i could

so much that i have nothing left to give....

but a stump.

august came and i waited.

the silence before the change.

i miss your angst but most of all

i miss the way we both smile.

callused hands reach
shaking.
another foolproof plan falls
short.
gravity grasps the heart
seizing.
emergency exit hit
abort.

make the water works
alone.
i cut the salt out:
trite.
beaming words from outer
sources
life structures on what is
polite.

im the only demon that i will forever keep

i was so sure wasn't i? sign, sealed and confirmed.

that i didn't even need to hesitate when signing it all away.

but i've been waiting on go, collect $200 only lasts for so long

i've lost turns just to become a prisoner of my own monopoly.

so i hoard...

all of my unanswered thoughts, questions, fears..

of self doubt, of their doubt

when i used to know without hesitation which hemisphere i was facing.

now everything is coming unwound like the dwindling of a spinning monster truck toy.

slowly floating my ego and energy back to reality

when i hit 10,000 feet that's when my fears appeared

i had been living in the clouds and damning my past below.

down casted eyes beaming on the ones whom i fell victim to

but im always quick to point blame arent i?

we all are.

so its ring ring ring

can you save me from my thoughts?

its a quarter passed two and i can't sleep

and you repeat repeat repeat

in your over-xanax relieved tone

that im the only demon that i will forever keep

there's so much i want to say to you

so many excuses and lies...

for the reasons i let slip by my fingers

too passive to your other ties..

my tears were never meant to float your way

but levees break after consistent wear

neither were your reasons to support our time

i guess maybe you were never really there

falling leaves...

time to shed the comfortable green

wilted petals fall from a distance

i held them all up so high

but they broke when seasons changed

turning colors just like tides

giving tree

do you not miss me?

i gave you everything i could

so much that i have nothing left to give.

but a stump.

august came and i waited.

the silence before the change.

i miss your angst but most of all

i miss the way we both smile.

i felt you escaping me even when i held you close

seeping through my hands, burning like nitrous gas

i tried to keep us glued together as long as possible

but you were so damned determined to break

i finally gave in when you drew back your heart

i realized i cant win everything no matter what i try

so i pulled out my roots and migrated northbound

but dont think i didn't look over my shoulder a few times

i wonder if all the loves i had resulted in a similar way

friends filling our minds with lies to provoke our separate paths

peeling a make believe layer of poison ivy

in reality it was only scratching at an innocent skin

breathless

W.I.P.

anxiety is a feeling of pause.

as if the world were to go on moving while you stood breathless.

i've been there, that breathless moment... literally.

a pre-determined "asthma" that would stop my breath dead in it's tracks.

you never know how different the world looks breathless....

..watching the world around you carry on as you stand there gasping, stunned, confused.

depending on your age,various things will come to mind...

did i say the right thing to my kids, did i tell my husband i love him,

will my teacher excuse my absence, will my friends forget me if i am gone today,

will my dad forgive me for this ambulance bill, will my mom show up if she knew i am in ICU?

I sometimes desire those breathless moments.

my brain has never been more clear than grasping for air.

it regresses to the fundamentals and instincts a human needs and wants to leave behind.

what do you want to leave behind?

my brick

i have no right to care anymore.

i gave you all that i have to offer.

I try but i always fail with multiple hands.

i dont think i will view someone ever the same.

but this is the time.

and we were the bottom line.

maybe it's all just a sign.

we were both living beyond refine.

there is a part of me searching.

looking for an easy way out..

if you don't notice when i slip out

it wont really hurt you right?

so ill stop my own fall

build up my own brick wall

lock up the exit down the hall

and leave no reason left to stall.

words escape me without a bit of sound

ive left it written all over my face

your lies are creating fresh new creases

folds to hide behind this flushed canvas space

so here we are

another new reason to deny

all the excuses break down to a lie

staring out my car

there's so much we have to hide

everything to bring out good-bye.....

pain deeper than a solo tearful cry

so why do we even try

so go on and put the blame on me

if it makes you better

you know it's not like i like to see you

drown in what you fester

but remember who you're speaking to

when you vomit out your words

i've been thereby your side to lean on

but i also know how to make you hurt

when you... crash into pieces

who's always there to break the fall

when you... trash all your dreams

who's always the one you need to call

     i am not your enemy

     i've always been your scape to blame

     and i refuse to watch you jump

     you lit your own fire of pain

damned memoirs you finely cut

sift between my cracks of faults

i found them hiding near orifices 

collecting into clumps of salt

this is how you view my heart

taping my fragile wings to the light 

dissecting my translucent moves

to view from your judgmental sighr

....another drunken not finished rant

separations have been recognized..

those that i bluntly cut with a knife

my heart has been tossed to the side

for what is ruined i will just leave behind

so go on

tell me where you know you went wrong

same song

some much so that i can sing a long

.........

theres a death inside...

it's yours and its mine...

theres a death inside....

that you left me to find....

.........

i thought this was over when i turned away

but nothing seems to be ending this way

its stuck to my heart, leaving me to fall apart

with a list of reasons that i should not stay

everything that glitters... is not gold lyrics and more

Everything that Glitters, is not gold

(Dan Seals)

Saw your picture on a poster in a cafe out in Phoenix

Guess you're still the sweet heart of the rodeo

As for me and little Casey we still make the circuit

In a one horse trailer and a mobile home

And she still asks about you all the time

And I guess we never even cross your mind


Chorus:

But oh sometimes I think about you

And the way you used to ride out

In your rhinestones and your sequins

With the sunlight on your hair

And oh the crowd will always love you

But as for me I've come to know

Everything that glitters is not gold


Well old Red he's getting older

And last Saturday he stumbled

But you know I just can't bear to let him go

Little Casey she's still growing

And she's started asking questions

And there's certain things a man just doesn't know

Her birthday came and you never even called

I guess we never cross your mind at all


Chorus:

But oh sometimes I think about you

And the way you used to ride out

In your rhinestones and your sequins

With the sunlight on your hair

And oh the crowd will always love you

But as for me I've come to know

Everything that glitters is not gold


Everybody said you'd make it big someday

And I guess that we were only in your way

But someday I'm sure your gonna know the cost

Cause for everything you win there's something lost

this song, in its purity, is about a mother who made it big and left her daughter and spouse behind.

In my mind i remember being that young one to not understand, and though my mom never made it big, I wonder if my dad ever looks at it like my mother escaped to another mindset.. and left us here.  Although my dad always had the upper hand financially.. you can't ever mend a relationship lost bonded by a child. For this, i hope they play this at my mother's fucking funeral, along with "Everything" by Buckcherry.  Good nite.

the truth

if this sounds familiar, i took the points of the song "the truth" by staind and rewrote them for me....

it's 3 am and i can't sleep/but i don't care tonight

i've blinking back the tears/that seem to numb the silent fight

every time you try to speak/i only hear one phrase a loud 

and i can't turn the other cheek/you can't help how it comes out

so when did you decide /to burn the bridges and lie

cuz that's not what got us here

and honestly, i don't know how you couldn't see/exactly what you meant to me

suppose i was just another to clear

it's 8 am and still no sleep/as i stare across the room

though your body lays beside me/i can predict your every move

cuz everytime i try to speak/nothing ever seems to come out

this time i won't turn the other cheek/so i leave without a sound

so when did you decide /to burn the bridges and lie

cuz that's not what got us here

and honestly, i don't know how you couldn't see/exactly what you meant to me

suppose you never were sincere...

....

enough to ever wonder why/i told you secrets of what she'd try

your true dedication shows/ you walked out and left us closed

and all the promises you made to me/they seem to fade with your innocent memory

leaving me with ego blows/ a disappointment these words can't show

when this game of lust is over/will you regret what you could have had

will you remember our last moment/ and everything that i said...

...

so when did you decide /to burn the bridges and lie

cuz that's not what got us here

and honestly, i don't know how you couldn't see/exactly what you meant to me

but ill turn my back in tears...

running far is better than fast...

i guess i shouldn't be surprised

its just like you to bring me this far out

leading me to believe we're setting sail together

really, you just didn't want anyone to hear me scream

when you left..

 

but can you really be gone 

when you were always transparent in some way

your skin, pasted white even as i reach out

just to make sure your blood hasn't frozen over

from your cold heart...

you could be the jellyfish in my sea

as the sharks frenzy around me

and just in case, you felt you were a little to late

just shock me slowly and discretely... 

no one will see...

the thing is though, this time the jokes on you

your tentacles numb me into a moment

where i cant even feel my good-bye i'm now bracing

tears stunned in place as if the show was on mute

because words release truth...

and i want so badly to turn around

to embrace my heart to you even if its to your drive

but to give in again once more to a single rendezvous

would be cheating my instincts and my direction

no more spinning...

god, i never wanted to let you go

can't you see what you have done to me

pulling me off the shelf like a tainted doll for your pleasure

seducing me into believing i was your childhood joy forever

your innocent velveteen....

how do you cope after you finally see clear

pointing out my clarity only ricochets off stubborn brick

so i am left to count days until i can escape from this town

because your grasp extends passed the physical state

running far is better than fast...

i saw you today

in the mirror

after she said your name

it became too clear

why do you haunt me

why do you call my name

cant you just die out

im tired of the blame

for letting you live

for letting you be a part of me

i tried so hard

tried so hard to make you see

but its never enough

never enough to completely be

open to you and me

and all the confusion

with reality

....

there's an emptiness in me

and it's aching to reach the end of this bottle

the cap; closure

but if the bottle is empty the cap is irrelevant

so ill drink until i can't spill anything out

devouring spirits like yourself and souls

your mouth; purgatory 

because hell seems more possible when you're around

so cheers to you 

and your new nightly crew

now i know its true

we never were through

.... because you never hit start.....

hope your stopwatch saves you

timing was always an invisible slate to you

pain; clear ink

as i write letters to you that will never be received

Is there a reason why for anything

if you only see a view of your own

biast; deaf ears

a point you take from me is a point you try to take off my self esteem

i hate everything you say

ive tried so hard to walk away

but you always find one more way

to extend your broken stay

.... lies to believe in cinderella....

these are words of the last few months... please enjoy

I think its clear now.

its time for me to drastically change again.

shed some friends, some pounds, some habits. 

I am scared but determined i am ready to grow.

An empty bottle only suppresses the pain

i'm ready to step back to create a gain

so cheers to life and the feeling i tame

ill swallow the salt if it will make me sane.

...... because my heart is only a game...

if someone had told me back then

that i could no longer call you a friend 

or a year from now i couldn't say where or how you've been

after all, who really expected this to end?

The silence speaks so loud. 

its obvious its time to go.

there so much i regret to leave

but there's so much more you didn't know.

There's a subtlety in my distance

if you noticed you could stop a train wreck

but i see my answer in between the lines

there's a unresolved emotion i will run from...

to the sun...

to the shore...

to a place i have never been before..

and when i get there i'll only run more

from any excuse i had blindly stored...

one day you'll miss me  but i will be gone...sooooo very gone.

i wrote this now

one day youll look back 

and realize you made the biggest mistake

and ill look back and see mine was you

so quick to turn me inside out for another

i guess i was too blind to not see reality through

but of all the things you ever really said

to cut me down and tear me apart

its the silence that cuts the deepest nerve

leaving me to track footsteps in the dark

if my heart was only a nametag

i could rip it off and slap it on your back n walk away

so impulsive and painful by such a quick action

kind of how you left me this way....

lets just fill with poetry ... drunk poetry...

I miss you all so much, but i was living a comfortable lie....

I had to learn the hard way who you really are..

giving you everything i have was never enough

you dont need to ask why cuz you already know whos to blame

and you were right from the start...

it took everything you have but you finally broke my...

thought i saw your light on late

much too late to save me

but i turned my light on

hoping you would finally see

there you come knocking at my door

with the same excuses you had before

but honey, this time, get your bags off my floor

cuz i have long been retreated from this war.

14 deadly sins

well its been a few years now that I have been wanting to do something with this... and now.. damnit, i'm doing it.

The majority of people I have discussed this idea with seem to not be aware that a few years ago the Vatican announced an extension to the list of deadly sins.  Since the world is changing to such an un-censored and "personal" attack on specific people, these new sins are all but vague, contrary to the original 7. 

Here they are for your viewing pleasure... all glorious 14.

1. Lust 

2. Gluttony 

3. Greed 

4. Sloth 

5. Wrath 

6. Envy 

7. Pride 

The New ones!

8. Environmental pollution 

9. Genetic manipulation

10. financial gluttony

11. Inflicting poverty 

12. Drug trafficking and consumption 

13. participating in morally debatable experiments

14. Violation of fundamental rights of human nature 

In my mind I find the new 7 to be a joke. They all overlap each other in some way and are not as broad. There was something daunting about the simplification of having just 1 word represent a sin that could be redefined several ways.  but how do you redefine drug trafficking? 

There's a giant culture gap to be noted... in fact a 1,500 year old gap.  So why all of a sudden the need to adjust the past? 

I want to work with this... yet I haven't quite figured out how to portray it. Im leaning towards photography. 

i think that there needs to be a new app made... for only link posts.  genius.

childrens books

I went today to pick up all the Children's books I could think of from the central library downtown.  I am intrigued at the idea of how these books are given to children and seem to carry 2 underlying tones: a social lesson and a characteristic lesson.  It took some time for me to figure out just what books I wanted, and in fact my list is not done.  

The Giving Tree

Harold and the Purple Crayon

Why Mosquitos Buzz in People's Ears

The Sneetches

The Lorax

 

I am not sure where this is going... but i want to do a project with it. I will keep you updated.

senior show and my review...

i need to update this more... for some reason my phone doesn't like it.

last night i attended the up-n-coming show of the KCAI graduating class. upon attending this event, i understood that there were some difficulties in the staffing of the degree class and so on. Hostile students roamed the gallery, provided by KU, as well as secret-filled professors that paraded about the space...  

it was almost embarrassing to me... the regret written on students faces.  where was the "garrett" in my class here... (the one person to tell them to see the glass half full, and if they can't, shut their fucking mouth)  

I am watching students use their teacher as the excuse and the teacher use their students as the excuse.  really??!?  

The most disgusting thing to me was seeing people create degree projects that were so not innovative in any form.  Pretty sure i saw a degree project about city un-marked sites to visit that was the spitting image of my classmates degree project... a dp that was simply the book "design anarchy" recreated....a dp that ended at an icon system and maybe the idea of a card for info and so on...

i can't blame the students... this is the professor's fault for not pushing their boundaries. but what i can blame are the stolen ideas from the previous class (mine) including the fucking quote i wrote to describe our class show.

out of everything i only want the 09 class to better themselves. i think that they were put in a situation that they were unaware of halfway through the class and was backlashed on them as probation only a few weeks b4 the show.

with all this gets to my innovative idea as of today,... bc everyday should be that way! 

so there was a degree project based on food allergies.... it was not pushed by any teacher to the appreciation it could be.  there was simply an icon system and this card.  well im the type of person who likes to piece presentations together as i view them, not by what is told, so while i am creating a story for this project i create something entirely different!

question:

"what if you created a card that was scannable and held the knowledge of your allergies/diet preference?"  aka a card that monitored your food... like a chopper chopper card with a bar scan and had this info already? 

i think this idea is wonderful... taking a chopper shopper card and turning it into a purchase order log.

...

i think i tried to post something last night and was too drunk to realize that it had timed me out of my site.  Probably for the best, because it didn't say how I really felt.

"So I let you go

And I watch you leave
And I hold my breath
So you don't hear me scream
When you walk away
But the words are only in my head
It's not what I said
It's what I didn't say"

what to say

well once again it's 3 am.  what better to find than a bottle of alcohol and a place to write.  I have tried to avoid the situations that have led me to feel unbelievably upset... kinda hard when facebook status  becomes the media choice you fight on.  It reminds me somewhat of childlike arguments when I was in 6th grade on AIM, when someone would paste you a comment made by another... ha... good times.

Anyways, back to the proposed issue.  My life has become a circus, and I am the main act. You'll see me later, I play the jester, the broken hearted fool, you know the one who is supposed to entertain the king and everyone he is with ... yea... that's me.  My intention was to walk away from a problem involving people close to me, at least with enough dignity just to hold my head up, but there wasn't really even room for that.  I never cried out, I never screamed at anyone, I just simply walked away.

Apparently my "walking away" wasn't acceptable.  I had to listen to the other side now. I didn't want to, I had already heard it all, so what could you possibly have thought of differently from here til now. 

I think that we all expected this to end differently, and no one prepares us for the fall out.  I'm not bitter anymore... and I think this is why I find it strange.  I let the situation simmer in my brain until i found the right time to do what I needed to do to address the issue.  The right time came sudden, like a snap, almost like a dam broke in my head.. and all the emotions I felt, poured into a seamless unaddressed letter which I mailed to hell.  The worst burn was actually yesterday, when I found out you told her that I knew of the situation.....now I look like the fool who didn't address the pain.

 

Unanswered questions lead people to assume the worst. But even if I had wanted to speak, I was so worried that the words that came out of my mouth at that time would not be what I meant.  When the numbness turned to anger, that's where I pieced together everything. For the sake of others involved this is why I chose to walk away. 

Now you can say what you want to in spite of your anger... call me a bitch, call me crazy, a stage 5 clinger and a know-it-all. I won't deny I am something of the 4. But I am hurt because I thought that you had enough respect for me to let me bow out in peace. I didn't need to leave a reason.. you know that reason all too well.

Bottom line is this... I knew that it was time for us both to move on, or at least me. I never anticipated cold-shouldering you like i did, but it was only to protect you from the pain and words I started feeling. I think that you thought I was accepting a situation that I never fully was digesting.  In reality, I put it on the back burner until my birthday.   

Maybe it was the 4 friends I had the next day that asked me who you were ..."you know, that guy you were flirting with last night that you used to to talk to.  Isn't that your friend that was talking to him?  Who was that other chick that showed up later?" repeat 4x 

Tonite, you have said some unbelievable low blows.... I am better than that.  I tried to retaliate to your hurtful words at first, only found myself stopping short. I am not that person to pretend...

sad thing is.. I still care about you guys... even after it all.   and like i said..

some day I will talk about it, some day I will mention it to you, I want to be over this

and even more strong than you 

time for blogging...

First, I would like to add that the optional typefaces suck on this thing... gotta be a way to change that. 

Second, you know I wrote into blogs as a student all the time but never was enthused about them.  Now after just realizing the full benefit of Twitter, I'm trying to reopen my eyes to different networking situations...makes for a good past time and in a way is kind of like a livejournal or something. 

I often have a lot to say, but there are limitations to posting your personal beliefs on facebook, just because i seem to know so many people that it starts to become a similar situation of dancing around naked waving flags in front of the whole world. So I have decided to limit my voice on FB and make it a personal option to view my opinion.

so cheers to popping my blog cherry! 

song of the day: "once" rascal flatts

well time to get back into networking!  This is all new to me... I needed a new way to voice my opinion without FB and Twitter, so here it is... if you don't want to read it then don't!

song of the day: "once" rascal flatts