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Alex...(Tha Gnome)

Don't touch me. This pain. It's Contagious.

About Me

***I am currently undergoing a musical project with a close friend. If you are close enough you know what I am talking about. If not, then you will soon learn of it as will the rest of the world!......secret squirrel style!!!

Gee.... the obligatory about me section.

Hmm. Lets see.

I'm a HUGE smartass (cannot emphasize HUGE here enough).

I love arts-fartsy stuff, but alas there is just too much random sporadic stuff to write out with my ADHD. The following will have to suffice.

BOOKS (thun, thun, THUN)

I really do like to read, regardless of popular belief. I am a stickler for proper spelling and whatnot. I really like Dan Brown, even though all of his books seem to use the same plot formula with a twist of lime. I like Ian Flemming's books (James Bond you dolts), J.R.R. Tolkein (defined a whole genre of his own), C.S. Lewis (friends with J.R.R. and fellow genre builder), and Harry Turtledove (alternate history GOD). And (deserves his own sentence here) Terry Goodkind (period).

Uhhhh. Damn.... oh!

MUSIC (even more dramatic thuns)

I love MUSIC to both play and listen. As for picking a genre; don't bother i like most of them. Well, that is, exept most country. I personally would rather listen to a orgy involving 3 cats, 3 small dogs of Mexican origin, and a llama for the hell of it. While on the subject of music, I love to see music live, but not horrible music and not some lame cover band that plays Fall Out Boy, Al Green, and Nickleback and yet can make them all sound like the same genre. I would rather be ear raped by the previously stated llamas.

IMs and that junk

AIM - alexdballard

Yahoo - rocking98c

MSN - [email protected]

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I will from now on be blogging here: http://alexballard.blogspot.com/I will still blog my poems here too though....:)thanks
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 10:13:00 PST

Candle without a wick.......more work to be done later

Like a candle without a wickWe will never know your flame Never to be born;A child without a name While we may have not known youYou were loved just the same Tears were shedBoth in sorr...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 11:23:00 PST

extremely early stage work

Use meAbuse me You're my favorite little demonOf my favorite past timeA Time I hate myself forBut feel the need to fill again When you walk on byI feel the past at my heelsNipping as...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 10:22:00 PST

Walls (again in progress)

You sit there shakingWanting to moveBut cannot get around the brickIts never just okYou feel so safeSo safe that you are sick But that is all wellCause we are making a habitOf bringing th...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 11:40:00 PST

Razor (in progress)

I run the metal to my skinSo the blood can flowAnd wash myself clean The sorrow and painFlow out with the red Why cant the rest of the world?See the favor that I am doing themRiddin...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 01:07:00 PST

Alone (in progress)

Its such an awful, eerie sound to hear a soul cryTo reach out into the darknessHoping that someone is reaching back There is someone somewhereSitting in the darkIn the corner of their room...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 01:02:00 PST

another addition to from my insanity

I gave you everything that I had to give And yet, you wanted more So I reached in and opened my chest up Jerked out my heart and handed it to you I gave my heart Everything and more But st...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 08:23:00 PST

impromti for you....yes a poem...silly as it may seem

Your hands shake too much Your back, It aches, From the weight hung on your chest Pulling at your heart Threatening; tearing at it Words fail On the tip of your quivering tongue And yet ...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 08:45:00 PST

black box (really rough draft)

You're everything And nothing at all I tried to run away But found my wall That's ok Because it's my black box I lined the walls with gold foil Turned the music up so loud That it bleed...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 08:55:00 PST

Sad news

It is said that our children are living reflections of who we are.  Every action that we have taken, every mistake that we have made, every nuance that makes us who we are is in some way reflecte...
Posted by Alex...(Tha Gnome) on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 06:02:00 PST