the cruise liners confession- im unworthy |
last night was a must.met some great new peopleone in particular, showed me something i forgot..and how easy it is to forget.what am i doing?i'd be a comedian if i told you i was stable.and i'm not th...
Posted by DannyJo© on Sun, 04 May 2008 11:51:00 PST |
Lined with chalk, and traced with passion - bring your life vest |
the jumpstart.lined with chalk, and traced with passion.I’m slowly getting back to my normal self.What is normal self?I’m not sure
My first board of the quarter is due in an hour.....
Posted by DannyJo© on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 12:17:00 PST |
carbon copies and church bells. |
It has begun.
my process of re-evaluating my current position in this city.- i am cleaning up my ways.- and changing some habits- I am starting to see things clearly.
- so i'll be taking...
Posted by DannyJo© on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 01:58:00 PST |
The Draft Table. |
- my stache must go. - change is needed.
- the new apartment is beautiful.as are my new roomies.- i need to do laundry. wearing dirty clothes is so fun.- really it is---raw!
- I'm in a sha...
Posted by DannyJo© on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 08:07:00 PST |
to plane jane for this cowboy |
eat shit myspace.
i'm not retyping this.
to put it in summary.
1. i'm a flirty librarian bitch.2. i'm going to flirt with everyone3. step up 2- cheezy sleezy,- but great dance wor...
Posted by DannyJo© on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 11:14:00 PST |
Sweaty palms, and shaky signatures. |
Its plagues me that life has to be so vague. i'm not sure what i'm supposed to do.but this is how i feel.
I'm in the process of deciding where i should go, i mean i like fashion...but my pa...
Posted by DannyJo© on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 03:22:00 PST |
Boring is an understatement-- not an idle place to sleep |
woke early this morning to the sounds of my own coughs.i coughed so hard i thought i was dying.it wasn't fun.layed in bed until about 6:30.rolled out and started my day.It's cold today.the wreck i saw...
Posted by DannyJo© on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 08:31:00 PST |
Sick and disgusting, the most collective way to be human. |
sick and disgusting, the most collective way to be human.
Last night was my final straw.I couldn't take the pain in my throat any longer.nor could i control my shortness of breathe.spent 3 hours at th...
Posted by DannyJo© on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 01:39:00 PST |
When walking with ghosts, i am alive |
not writing to music is like smoking a camel number nine, with no liter.no fun.everyone is either passed out from drinking excessively.or huddled in a short contexual area, talking about the re-birth...
Posted by DannyJo© on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 04:59:00 PST |
When building a shrine. |
I am a shrine.I am being built.Christmas has came, and is now gone.another year of waiting...waiting for that gathering of family.what is family? an aspect we self-create, given to us by a demanding s...
Posted by DannyJo© on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 01:51:00 PST |
