and i can grab hold of love if i wanted
i’m back from northern california, and i came back with an evil cough and stuffy head. when in the airplane, we landed and my ears didn’t pop. i sat in my sit wiating from my brain to explode. i stuck my finger in my ear and looked at the tip fully expecting it to be covered in blood.
i’ve had little to do but sit around and watch tv and play with christmas loot and wonder what i’m going to do with this site in the next few days when UW will kick me and all my shift off their server. seems like a waste that i finally got back and my foundation is ready to be moved again already. oh, well.
this fire theft song is pretty hot and promising. tell you the truth, i wasn’t all that into the last two sunny day real estate records, and still hold diary close to my heart (though i haven’t listened to it in ages), and this song seems to kick back to that time pretty well. they’re coming to seattle and l.a. in january, for cryin’ out loud. listen to those loud, controlled, and hard-hitting chops from goldsmith. now that’s what i like to hear. from the fire theft site www.thefiretheft.com: it’s over.

December 30th, 2002 at 6:33 am
my pen! my pen!
January 3rd, 2003 at 8:51 am
sick as a dog in LA, eh? sounds like smog syndrome to me– anytime you go anywhere clean for three days or less, just as your body is getting used to being able to breathe again, you throw down back into the smoggy wasteland of the inland empire and fuck it all up again.
hardly makes it worth leaving– which is probably why folks get stuck down here.