how to say goodbye
to these four years
a long goodbye
mixed emotions
not dead yet
but the regrets
are killing me
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
bizarre work dream

i am in central park with my partners at bond. for a project, we have to reenact a scene from entourage. i have to play ari gold, and emily (former colleague) has to play one of the other dudes. i am upset with my costuming and keep forgetting the dialog but i am still being forced to act the scene out over and over in one take. eventually, we take a break, and i recline on a hill with three young russian girls. i put my detachable penis back on (which i had to remove for the shoot) and the girls marvel at its size.
crazy apocalypse dream
i am traveling on business, staying in a hotel downtown in a new city. hailey duff is staying there too, and we've been making eyes with each other in the lobby for the last few days. she finally speaks up, and asks to join my table where i am eating and drinking. i run into a friend and invite him over, and then see a new girl i'd rather hang with and try to get away.
somehow, santarpios is near the hotel, even though i am nowhere near east boston, so i go around the corner to get a pizza. everyone there knows my name and usual order, a pie with hot cherry peppers and garlic. i confuse them by changing my order because i am worried about my breath smelling bad with one of the chicks back at the hotel.
i head back to the hotel and the dream shifts. there has been an earthquake up and down the eastern seaboard, and the financial crisis has plunged the country into a depression. there is violence and chaos in the streets, and i am filled with an overwhelming panic to get home to my family.
i see a news report of a highway torn in two and firefighters are trying to rescue an enormous tiger that has fallen into a crevasse. the tiger has had his teeth and jaw ripped away by lions, who the firefighters are fighting back while trying to free the tiger.

i set off from the city i am staying in and find myself on a road through the woods alongside an abandoned strip of highway. there is a bus overturned on the side of the road. people are looting it. i join in and try to maintain order, but still realize i need supplies. i find some shoes and join a group of people who are traveling away from the city.
i end up meeting up with my family, and find out everyone is ok. we are on a bus, but soon part ways somehow?
i travel for a long time and find myself in a flooded rural town with a new group of travelers. we are floating on homemade rafts and in shopping baskets. there is a baby with us now and an older man who inspires us not to give up. i am attacked by a young couple who try to steal my shoes, but i fight them off and return to the group.
we make our way out of the flooded basin and find a road along the town. we see a number of houses, some boarded up, some abandoned, all foreboding. we walk a long time and find ourselves on the outskirts of another city, in a bad part of town, where most of the residents have remained in squalor. i am afraid of being attacked. we travel from a hispanic neighborhood into a nicer black neighborhood. people are listening to news reports. the radio says something about how we have all paid for this current crisis with "our guns." i am filled with dread.
somehow, santarpios is near the hotel, even though i am nowhere near east boston, so i go around the corner to get a pizza. everyone there knows my name and usual order, a pie with hot cherry peppers and garlic. i confuse them by changing my order because i am worried about my breath smelling bad with one of the chicks back at the hotel.
i head back to the hotel and the dream shifts. there has been an earthquake up and down the eastern seaboard, and the financial crisis has plunged the country into a depression. there is violence and chaos in the streets, and i am filled with an overwhelming panic to get home to my family.
i see a news report of a highway torn in two and firefighters are trying to rescue an enormous tiger that has fallen into a crevasse. the tiger has had his teeth and jaw ripped away by lions, who the firefighters are fighting back while trying to free the tiger.

i set off from the city i am staying in and find myself on a road through the woods alongside an abandoned strip of highway. there is a bus overturned on the side of the road. people are looting it. i join in and try to maintain order, but still realize i need supplies. i find some shoes and join a group of people who are traveling away from the city.
i end up meeting up with my family, and find out everyone is ok. we are on a bus, but soon part ways somehow?
i travel for a long time and find myself in a flooded rural town with a new group of travelers. we are floating on homemade rafts and in shopping baskets. there is a baby with us now and an older man who inspires us not to give up. i am attacked by a young couple who try to steal my shoes, but i fight them off and return to the group.
we make our way out of the flooded basin and find a road along the town. we see a number of houses, some boarded up, some abandoned, all foreboding. we walk a long time and find ourselves on the outskirts of another city, in a bad part of town, where most of the residents have remained in squalor. i am afraid of being attacked. we travel from a hispanic neighborhood into a nicer black neighborhood. people are listening to news reports. the radio says something about how we have all paid for this current crisis with "our guns." i am filled with dread.
Monday, September 29, 2008
yet another scarily accurate chinglish horoscope

Friday, September 26, 2008
heavy metal parking lot
from debbie:
my bro and his friends with their tix to van halen back in the 80's. my bro is farthest to the rightThursday, September 25, 2008
leslie shershow rules
so almost a year ago now, i met leslie shershow while i was back home in boston... at first, i thought she was some kind of battle-dancer-slash-performance artist, but then i learned that she is an amazingly talented metalsmith, artist, jewlery designer, teacher, what-have-you.
we became friends.
i decided to cover her on cool hunting.
evidently the post got her some exposure and she's now going to be in elle and la times magazine...
the good news was thanks enough, but today i got this in the mail...
so congrats and thanks to leslie... and go buy her stuff, which is awesome.
everytime you justify another good in you dies
edgar cayce: ". . justifying of self is blaming someone else."
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
monster
All in my mind but there's no shaking
Scary, sad things out of my mind
Always on time, but there's no time to
Bring the scary, sad girl back to life
None in her heart, some of the things She did seemed almost nice
I can't stop the blush when things aren't right
But I'm to scary, sad to cry
Feel it so strong but she's done it so wrong
All those scary, sad things; scary sad things
Every time she slit her wrists I wish she hit instead of missed
Every secret family crime, all my love a waste of time
Every doctor, every shrink, every bloody bathroom sink
All the filth we tried to hide, just a face I needed to be beside
All those scary, sad things are what any love brings
Scary, sad girl leave my happy lone world
Every girl that I ever hated was just a monster that I created
Maybe if I close my eyes real tight
then the scary, sad Things
will go away and I'll quit living in yesterday
I'll just smile and laugh at all the scary, sad Things you put me through
None of the doctors could find a cure
Just a scary, sad girl in a scary, sad world
None of the shrinks could make her think
About anyone else but her
I want to go home, I want my mom to make The bad things go away
I want to forget I could ever let any
Scary, sad girl treat me that way
Feel it so strong, but she's done it so wrong
Truth comes out in dreams at night
Cause she's done it so right
All those scary, sad things; scary, sad things
why i am doing new york cares
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
chinese horoscope: "armfuls of various satisfactions"

high school dream
don't cuss
Monday, September 22, 2008
i am a new yorker, who cares?
more 'scopes - from karen

"Avoid contact with criminals and do not go into areas where you are likely to encounter street crime. Under this influence it is just possible that you might have an unfortunate encounter."
yikes!!!
so i checked out mine to see how worried she should be. based on the below, she is thoroughly fucked:
"Fortunately, with this transit you will have a strong desire to experience life on a feeling level, and this is just what you need. One very real possibility at this time is that an encounter with someone will produce the need for very searching psychological self-inquiry or will force very powerful changes in your life. This person may challenge your value structure, or there may be a powerful intermeshing of your personalities. On the material plane, this transit can be a time of great concern about finances or resources held jointly with another person, such as a spouse or business partner. By itself, this is neither a good nor a bad indication; it simply makes the issue important. You may also be worried about trying to borrow money or get financial backing from a bank."
weird scattered dream fragments
- i am with leslie and someone else, another girl. we hire a tour guide-type woman to take us through a drive-through strip club. part-amusement park ride, part-strip club, each stage has a different theme. people are gathered at most of the stages, some masturbating furiously. this is not sexy. we choose to go to a lesbian-babysitter-makeout show, but never make it before the dream ends or distorts.
- i am at a party at aimee's house. for some reason, i am sleeping in the basement. there is a weird mix of her family, old friends and ex-girlfriends, my family and work people in and around the house. it starts raining, and the floor gets wet. i am running around flirting with girls and i keep getting in trouble with my girlfriend, who keeps switching identities. people are doing mushrooms, which come in little pellet form. i get one, but don't take it. i go in to the family room at some point and everyone is watching television. i want to put leftovers in the fridge. jill tells me to use the one downstairs. i have to be in new orleans for work, but i am enjoying the party and only leave myself 3.5 hours to get there by car from boston. not only is it not enough time, i am drunk, and my mom doesn't want to me to drive anywhere.
- i am at a party at aimee's house. for some reason, i am sleeping in the basement. there is a weird mix of her family, old friends and ex-girlfriends, my family and work people in and around the house. it starts raining, and the floor gets wet. i am running around flirting with girls and i keep getting in trouble with my girlfriend, who keeps switching identities. people are doing mushrooms, which come in little pellet form. i get one, but don't take it. i go in to the family room at some point and everyone is watching television. i want to put leftovers in the fridge. jill tells me to use the one downstairs. i have to be in new orleans for work, but i am enjoying the party and only leave myself 3.5 hours to get there by car from boston. not only is it not enough time, i am drunk, and my mom doesn't want to me to drive anywhere.
the hearts still beating

"You only fail if you quit trying. The trying is oft counted for righteousness. Remember as He has given, "I do not condemn thee." Go be patient, be kind, and the Lord be with thee!"
can't help but think of "first light / last light," by converge:
"keep breathing
keep living
keep searching
keep pushing on
keep bleeding
keep healing
keep fading
keep shining on
this is for the hearts still beating"
it falls
strike anywhere, "my design"
This is a call
to wake
the sleeping army
dreaming for
end the fear
in our hearts
for the last time
a shared vision
love's transmission through
the hollow days ahead
a hope
for where we grow
when its over
and its over
it falls
it passes right through me
it falls
and you won't be mistaking me
it falls
inside us
inside
it falls
it passes right
right through me
and we find out
what will remain
one day
I will wake up to find
you've bound my sister's feet
to find you've tied my daughter's hands
and you are walling in her mind
we throw
our hearts against the wall
we grow
the will to make it
fall
so we are living in a five hundred year old
prison in the mind in the heart where they
take your intelligence and your faith is torn
apart by culture state and power come together
and they steal all the light inside of us
everything that's real
when it falls
This is a call
to wake
the sleeping army
dreaming for
end the fear
in our hearts
for the last time
a shared vision
love's transmission through
the hollow days ahead
a hope
for where we grow
when its over
and its over
it falls
it passes right through me
it falls
and you won't be mistaking me
it falls
inside us
inside
it falls
it passes right
right through me
and we find out
what will remain
one day
I will wake up to find
you've bound my sister's feet
to find you've tied my daughter's hands
and you are walling in her mind
we throw
our hearts against the wall
we grow
the will to make it
fall
so we are living in a five hundred year old
prison in the mind in the heart where they
take your intelligence and your faith is torn
apart by culture state and power come together
and they steal all the light inside of us
everything that's real
when it falls
fall's first sunrise
"a head that aches doesn't have to stay that way, just let what's dead go."
- "everyone feels like you," owen

first day of fall. i am shedding these dead things, shaking them off, letting them fall away.
good, hard run in the breezy morning, fall's first sunrise glowing red up high over the trees of greenpoint behind me. my shadow extends in front of me and i'm chasing ghosts again, except this time i am chasing them off.
- "everyone feels like you," owen

first day of fall. i am shedding these dead things, shaking them off, letting them fall away.
good, hard run in the breezy morning, fall's first sunrise glowing red up high over the trees of greenpoint behind me. my shadow extends in front of me and i'm chasing ghosts again, except this time i am chasing them off.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
try to avoid working with other people all together
this is gonna be hard to follow these days...
"Not everyone is on the same page right now, so you could experience some confusion or tension when working in groups. Just be careful communicating with other people and focus on what you share with them, not on what you disagree about. Be clear with your words and don't use sarcasm to make your point. If possible, try to avoid working with other people altogether. You can get what you need to get done by yourself, you don't need a helping hand."
"Not everyone is on the same page right now, so you could experience some confusion or tension when working in groups. Just be careful communicating with other people and focus on what you share with them, not on what you disagree about. Be clear with your words and don't use sarcasm to make your point. If possible, try to avoid working with other people altogether. You can get what you need to get done by yourself, you don't need a helping hand."
the last sunset of summer

last horoscope of summer

Friday, September 19, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
recent dream highlight
- on nantucket or cape cod with mom and zach. i borrow the new dog to walk. i see three burger king fish sandwiches on the ground. i must stop. the dog runs off while i eat. my mom is angry and we scour the island for the dog to no avail. a newscaster mentions how good the sandwiches are later on the news and i feel better.
- house party with old, old friends and new enemies. a road trip begins with heather. leslie gets shotgun.
- i go back to work at credit suisse. everyone is still there. i still hate it.
- house party with old, old friends and new enemies. a road trip begins with heather. leslie gets shotgun.
- i go back to work at credit suisse. everyone is still there. i still hate it.
new last.fm journal entry
joshua1013’s Journal – recent shows – Last.fm
"so i haven't been all that busy with shows lately, but i have seen a few gems.
caught a local brooklyn band, the fourelles at pete's candy store. they're good - remind of Bunnygrunt or Velocity Girl. pics on my flickr.
some of you might know that Portraits of Past reunited. amazing. they did a couple of shows in the bay area before hitting nyc. i was lucky enough to get tipped off to their unannounced warm-up show at the charleston, then saw them with Ampere and Dead Letter Auction the next night. one of the best shows i've ever seen.
last night, i caught this will destroy you... texas descendants of explosions in the sky. they sounded great, but SUPER loud.
hope to be catching many more bands this fall..."
"so i haven't been all that busy with shows lately, but i have seen a few gems.
caught a local brooklyn band, the fourelles at pete's candy store. they're good - remind of Bunnygrunt or Velocity Girl. pics on my flickr.
some of you might know that Portraits of Past reunited. amazing. they did a couple of shows in the bay area before hitting nyc. i was lucky enough to get tipped off to their unannounced warm-up show at the charleston, then saw them with Ampere and Dead Letter Auction the next night. one of the best shows i've ever seen.
last night, i caught this will destroy you... texas descendants of explosions in the sky. they sounded great, but SUPER loud.
hope to be catching many more bands this fall..."
Monday, September 15, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
boo-yah 'scope

Wednesday, September 10, 2008
"more weight"
"more weight"
- giles corey
my chinese horoscope today: "In your work, you'll have the impression of crawling, but in actuality you're making progress. Don't kill yourself in preparing your future, think of enjoying the benefits of the present. You'll lead an active and gratifying social life. You'll brutally feel the weight of your responsibilities and become conscious of the errors you committed in the past; don't persist in mulling over your concerns; try to amuse yourself by all means. Savor the small pleasant events of everyday life for it's they which constitute happiness."
criminal or miracles
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
sparkling health except for rheumatics

Monday, September 8, 2008
reminding me of one to the other
"Lavender," Horsefeathers
Horse Feathers - Like Lavender
The wall breaks on the phone if at all, if you call.
A hole from which to see your head,
if words are dead.
Some things always stay the same.
How you looked wet from all the rain.
Like lavender the smell of your hair,
silly errs postponing your despair.
And I'll wait, I'll wait.
Take a ticket to my own fate.
Maybe I'm too late.
And this wall breaks on the phone it at all, if you call.
A hole from which to see your head,
if words are dead.
Some things always stay the same.
How you looked wet from all the rain.
Some things always stay the same.
"The Radiator Hums," Cursive:
Dinner's getting cold --
You haven't touched a thing
So what's it gonna be?
I can hold out much longer than you
When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles
When you're ready I'll be walking out that door
And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore,
Oh, foolish worker bee --
I'm your fucking queen.
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator
This house is the hole that you could never fill
With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats
Sad little boy, I know you get confused
But everyone goes through these trials of self-truth and self-abuse
When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore
When you're selfish, I just love you even more
I want to help you, but you've got to say the words:
"I want to be cured."
Drowned...
Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves
Throw me in -- headfirst, submerged in this great depression
Impoverished, and Impotent....
...And Don't Call Me Pretty Baby
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator
This house is the hole that you could never fill
With shattered dinner plates
That's how we'll communicate
Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed?
Horse Feathers - Like Lavender
The wall breaks on the phone if at all, if you call.
A hole from which to see your head,
if words are dead.
Some things always stay the same.
How you looked wet from all the rain.
Like lavender the smell of your hair,
silly errs postponing your despair.
And I'll wait, I'll wait.
Take a ticket to my own fate.
Maybe I'm too late.
And this wall breaks on the phone it at all, if you call.
A hole from which to see your head,
if words are dead.
Some things always stay the same.
How you looked wet from all the rain.
Some things always stay the same.
"The Radiator Hums," Cursive:
Dinner's getting cold --
You haven't touched a thing
So what's it gonna be?
I can hold out much longer than you
When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles
When you're ready I'll be walking out that door
And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore,
Oh, foolish worker bee --
I'm your fucking queen.
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator
This house is the hole that you could never fill
With rose-blossomed bouquets, vanities and loveseats
Sad little boy, I know you get confused
But everyone goes through these trials of self-truth and self-abuse
When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore
When you're selfish, I just love you even more
I want to help you, but you've got to say the words:
"I want to be cured."
Drowned...
Deep in this hole we've dug for ourselves
Throw me in -- headfirst, submerged in this great depression
Impoverished, and Impotent....
...And Don't Call Me Pretty Baby
I threw out the phone to try to get through to you
The lines are down, drowned by the hum of the radiator
This house is the hole that you could never fill
With shattered dinner plates
That's how we'll communicate
Hey, Pretty Baby, are you ready for bed?
the taking of many cities

- edgar cayce
Friday, September 5, 2008
my horoscope from friendster
you draw your own conclusions
Try not to start anything that you can't finish, today. Flirtatious conversations could lead someone to believe that they're at the beginning of something when in fact you're just trying to be charming, so be prudent. Making a date when you know you might not be able to keep it will only get you a flaky reputation. It's much better to ask for more time so that you can fully commit than it is to just tell someone what they want to hear and then back out.
Try not to start anything that you can't finish, today. Flirtatious conversations could lead someone to believe that they're at the beginning of something when in fact you're just trying to be charming, so be prudent. Making a date when you know you might not be able to keep it will only get you a flaky reputation. It's much better to ask for more time so that you can fully commit than it is to just tell someone what they want to hear and then back out.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
artists
regret

wild sweet orange, "house of regret"
i was found on that dark hillside
with a certain painting by my side
screaming: knock down the house of regret
knock it down, pave it over
till you feel younger and younger
knock it down, pave it over
till you feel like you can't again
knock it down, pave it over
till your heart's warmer and warmer
knock it down, pave it over
till you wake up born again
what is it with emo bands and jesus?
anathallo, "declared, bannered:"
I could not look Him in the face, so I stood revarnishing the floor with my eyes. He stared into them with this love so offended and profound. He tore the center of my shirt and red ws bleeding through from underneath the white clothes that I wore. The fire of devotion was only an ember. Alarmed at this sign of decay, my legs gave out because there was no self left to stand on. Thus, my heart was grieved, vexed in my mind, still Your banner over me was love. My walls are ever before You, still Your banner over me is love. But it was Your kind arms cradling me, a criminal. But it was your kind arms cradling me, a criminal. Oh wretched worm of a man that I am, on Thy kind arms I fall.** I'm just a man. I'm just a criminal.
**From the gravestone of William Carey, reading only, "A wretched, poor, and helpless worm, On Thy kind arms I fall&"
love this song. had no idea it was about jesus. not sure how i feel about it now, but it DOES remind of another emo classic:
mineral, "february:"
and the snow falls down melts before it even hits the ground and i'm standing here listening to the sound of your hand washing back and forth across my filthy heart and i don't know if i should say "i'm sorry" or "thank you" i try to speak but the tears choke the words and i think i finally know what they mean when they talk about joy.
I could not look Him in the face, so I stood revarnishing the floor with my eyes. He stared into them with this love so offended and profound. He tore the center of my shirt and red ws bleeding through from underneath the white clothes that I wore. The fire of devotion was only an ember. Alarmed at this sign of decay, my legs gave out because there was no self left to stand on. Thus, my heart was grieved, vexed in my mind, still Your banner over me was love. My walls are ever before You, still Your banner over me is love. But it was Your kind arms cradling me, a criminal. But it was your kind arms cradling me, a criminal. Oh wretched worm of a man that I am, on Thy kind arms I fall.** I'm just a man. I'm just a criminal.
**From the gravestone of William Carey, reading only, "A wretched, poor, and helpless worm, On Thy kind arms I fall&"
love this song. had no idea it was about jesus. not sure how i feel about it now, but it DOES remind of another emo classic:
mineral, "february:"
and the snow falls down melts before it even hits the ground and i'm standing here listening to the sound of your hand washing back and forth across my filthy heart and i don't know if i should say "i'm sorry" or "thank you" i try to speak but the tears choke the words and i think i finally know what they mean when they talk about joy.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
woah, horoscope!

i am trying...

He who doubts that the best will come to him with doing of that which is correct is already defeated. Don't blame others for what has happened or may happen. Do right yourself, physically, mentally and spiritually, and the best will come to you.
Edgar Cayce Reading 5203-1
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