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he's nearly lost you - 2003-10-24
John Lennon - Oh My Love He sits in the booth on the fringe of the smoking section, he recognizes Ben Harper on the stereo. He shows you his tattoo, and squints and smokes like he remembers Kurt Cobain doing in his final interview. He steals a poster and leaves it in your room. He cries to his own music and doesn't know why. He leaves way too early, he parks illegally for coffee, he bangs the steering wheel to one beat. He remembers somebody's feet on the windshield. He shuts up, because maybe he is confusing memories. Tears For Fears - Mad World Spiderman Battles The Moleman. That is on my television. There are so many battles Spiderman could have. Like Spiderman vs. Physical Inadequacy When Compared To Other Superheroes. Dexterity my arse. Or, how about Spiderman vs. The Housewife's Mop Handle? Hmmm... as a good friend would say, 'I'm booooooooooored'. Marilyn Manson - The Last Day On Earth I think this is one unbelievably romantic song. If I have to explain why, then you are missing the point. I am trying to avoid what's really on my mind, and what I have been talking about here nonstop. Departure. Goodbye. More melodrama. It's only four months. Or six. Or two weeks. However well it goes. Until the point rolls around that I begin to miss MSN Messenger. Bwa ha ha. Never. I keep thinking about what I may write about the night before I leave on this site... I think I have it set. I know every so often I aim for paramount sad bastard entries, and this seems like a perfect occasion. But the truth is, I don't want to depress. I remember leaving London, the last entry I wrote on Kiirstin's computer, I broke down and cried like Scott Weiland's liver. I wonder if I will do that again? I doubt it. I do not need catharsis like I did then. Faith No More - Midnight Cowboy I have had a headache all day. A pleasurable headache. But now it wants me to sleep, so I think I am going to go and do that, k?
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