//mood//not.so.bad
//song//make yourself : incubus

//lyric
i love to mix in circles, cliques, and social coteries. that's me
--underground : ben folds five

//eventual.relapse...but[it.ain't.so.bad]
okay. being stood up isn't so bad when the girl actually calls after you waited around for an hour and apologizes and promises to make it up to you within a week's time. i felt like crap for about an hour last night, text messaged michelle g about it, then the girl who inadvertantly stood me up called and apologized, then i made plans to possibly hit the resort with michelle g and cassie tonight (as of 9:10am, i'm looking for other people to hit the park with)...in which case, it ain't so bad. i'll prolly be having lunch with megan o today too, then signing in carie and her man mads. it should be a decent day today.

//music
i put a couple of old cds into rotation in my car today, and it put me in a good mood this morning. i started my morning off listening to good ol' incubus because i had the song drive stuck in my head since last night, and i prolly stuck it in bo's head too. i also put in the a tribe called quest anthology cd in, because well, the tribe rox like no other hip-hop group...they're the cream of hip-hop music...none of that bling crap. it's pure...especially when you can plant a great lyric like:

music industry rule number four-thousand-and-eighty: record company execs are SHADY.

i miss the tribe. i hope the longstanding rumors are true and they decide to make a reunion album. even at their worst, they were still one of the best hip-hop groups at their time...of all-time.

//[tomorrow] : the.remarkable.rocket
this is just a beautiful song, i think

the rain grows greener
and the grass falls faster now,
as the sun's rays crash,
crash off the rocks by the lighthouse...
the waves wash away the clouds.

pinch me if i'm dreaming.

tomorrow will always bring a smile,
i won't let the past tense rule my life.

so please ask yourself,
"is this how i want it to end?"...
in silence?
i know that true friends will forgive and forget,
so forgive yourself.

pinch me if i'm dreaming.

tomorrow will always bring a smile,
i won't let the past tense rule my life.

the past is something to borrow, to hold, warm it between your palms and mould it into something foreign and new... something that i can use... to break these twisted hearts in two.