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penny dreadful
17 May 2012 @ 02:59 pm
just kidding. i don't think it's a jet.

what qualifies?

at any rate. today i am dead tired, slightly hungover... and internally freaking out.

tomorrow i fly to new york to meet up with/visit some good pals. can't wait... but i am also half-scared.

its gonna be ok though. its gonna be FUN! i just know it.

pictures to follow, as well as a blow-by-blow retelling of epic ability. not sure if i will have a computer accessible but no worries, i will be just having too much fun (fingerscrossed)

well ta, livejournal! until... monday!
 
 
Here: home
Mood: exhausted
Beats: star spangled man with a plan - captain america soundtrack
 
 
penny dreadful
09 May 2012 @ 12:32 am


oh really, random girl on my friend's facebook?
you're gonna play me like some little kid who don't know about restless leg syndrome.

you have released my inner captain america.
and he's pissed.



 
 
Here: home
Mood: irritated
Beats: fact or faked
 
 
penny dreadful
home sick.

arg! curse you flu bug!

and yet its been a great day full of medicines, liquids, back pain, and getting mom ready for the avengers. we have so far watched iron man 2, and captain america. next on our list: thor.

pretty good day all in all.
 
 
Here: home
Mood: sick
Beats: captain america soundtrack - alan silvestri
 
 
penny dreadful
04 May 2012 @ 03:43 am
the avengers.

i just.

wow.

it's like...

know what's awesome?

THE AVENGERS.

ohmygosh.


...i don't have a proper icon. NEEDS PROPER ICON!!!
 
 
Here: home
Beats: INNER FANGIRL FREAK OUT
 
 
penny dreadful
03 May 2012 @ 01:02 am
the (after)life(r) of the party
blow out the candles
and try to forget another year of favors (and how long its gonna take to repay them)
and sleeping in between cities
i'm up to the hips with dreams
we're green and gold racing towards 6 am
who was me last night?
"slow down pretty boy"
but you're just not keeping up
and i never told you the way i love how you sleep in your make-up
its not romance but it'll have to do
would it be forward of me to say im the best you'll (n)ever have
and dollface dreams are just something that get in the way of giving in
broken down not broken out
im only good for a couple of hours on your couch,
hand down the front of your pants or maybe for a story or two
im a stitch away from making it
and a scar away from falling apart
full moon pills got me out on the streets at night
watch me transform in the moonlight
i watch you work the room
knowing that its their smiles and clinking drinks at cocktail hour
but its always me at this time of night
hips pressed close to mine -- true blue
the way they talk about you ain't even close
envelopes postmarked to nowhere
vacant baby
i'm checking out
failure never looked so pretty
line em up, flashes across the room in red
kiss me electric
leave my best days in memories
and my best lines closed tight in books
keep the lights off so i can't see your tears
someone said "we should move somewhere deep in the middle of july"
and i replied "dream me up something better than me and you"
 
 
Mood: drunk
Beats: heartbeat- childish gambino
 
 
penny dreadful
01 May 2012 @ 09:31 pm
i love my job.

its hard not to love a place that serves people like the man today, who came in with not one, but two spatulas, and a dry dishcloth, and proceeded to do some sort of salad tossing trick with said spatulas, dishcloth, and a twenty dollar bill, all while humming 'camptown races'.

he had the biggest damn grin on his face. and so did i.

i love these special people.
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Here: home
Mood: giggly
Beats: 8mm
 
 
penny dreadful
27 April 2012 @ 02:38 am
My brother's blood boils in my arms
It balls my fingers into fists
It bubbles-blisters-burns my palms
It floods with fury, fights, and fits
It's got the good guy in me hiding
It kicks my humble heart around
It's got me fiendin' for the fire that could finish off this town
O it's got me good

It's my brother's blood on a cherry tree
It stains the bark from branch to root
It puddles thick with pits and leaves
It strains the sweetness from the fruit
It's got me looking for communion
A hiding spot off underground
An open plot I could climb into
A lighting promise in my mouth
A blackout oath I swore and meant, but couldn't conjure up again
I don't know one thing about my brothers blood
No, I don't know one thing about my brothers blood

It's my brother's blood
In my dirty lungs
On my crooked mouth
On my swollen tongue
On my fathers gun
On each strangers face
Across the bluebird sky
On every hand I shake
Night after night
On each chuckled prayer
Such sweet relief
A fistful of hair
And each desperate try for elusive peace
And every endless night
And each wasted week

All that dialogue doubling back on me
All that tangled talk
All my growing needs
It's my brothers back
It's my fathers arms
It's every twisted fact in my sorry heart
My sorry heart - my sorry heart

Spit and scream what's done is done
Go make your peace with everyone
They don't need to know about my brothers blood
(my brother's blood -- kevin devine)
 
 
Here: in bed
Mood: tired
Beats: my brother's blood - kevin devine
 
 
penny dreadful
two months away from lj. wow, how time gets away from you.

been super busy with work (both jobs) and manager duties (meetings and such) and i just haven't had any time for social networking. sadness.

andy and i are considering the pros and cons of first time house buying. the lord works in mysterious ways and no more did we contemplate the idea when my house went back on the market. and by my house i mean the house on the corner that i have literally wanted for like... ever :) fate, perhaps. oh well... we'll see. stipulation of course: andy asked if he bought the house would i move in right away with him and i said, gotta be married first. haha, how's that for taking the big plunge! he got all uncomfortable and perhaps a little itchy; men and commitment. haha, i jest. he did look a little unsure but that's always been the condition of moving in: i want a ring first. to ease his pain i informed him its only a piece of paper from the state. the ceremony and all that reception dress-up stuff can come later if he's so uptight about it. i think i made leeway... or at least i hope. at any rate, the idea of moving out and in with andy is a tempting one. i am at that point i think when i need to move on. money is an issue though... we'd be pretty tightly bound financial wise if this happened in the near future... but i can deal. it's not like i am a crazy spender anyway.

so that's the big news. also i recently watched all three seasons of roswell in twenty days, after and around work. i'm pretty proud. of my quick viewing, not necessarily the show. but it was... fun? is that the word i am looking for? i am not going to deny that i liked it (or most of it... the non-ridiculous parts) but now i am on the very last episode and i am kinda sad it's over. oh well, that's what fanfiction is for right?

new york trip is only a month away now. more excited than words. and just a little bit nervous. i need to plan and outline and go neurotic about it any day now so i can get that out of my system. it keeps looming closer... kinda like the avengers, which opens in a week or so. i know, i am stoked too!

um... i think that's all the news for now. i will try to pop in more often than this not business. just to remind everyone i am, in fact, alive.
 
 
Here: home
Mood: cheerful
Beats: here with me - dido
 
 
penny dreadful
16 February 2012 @ 11:14 pm
sometimes when i learn new things, it makes me think of fall out boy songs in a completely different way.

and yes, i know this is my second post in like five minutes, but this discovery made me pretty happy.

the hope is crushing. )
 
 
Mood: excited
Beats: dark prince - the young heretics
 
 
penny dreadful
so i'm at the hotel...

and that's the best way to just start out this post.

more more more )
 
 
Mood: dorky
Beats: THE HEATER from HELL!