my belle, don't forget for whom you toll.
you're like a rope around my neck. such a nuisance.
words are the conduit to the soul, the sole things that separates us from animals. Our animal urges expressed in abstraction. Abstract and intangible thoughts made real. reality created.
I watched up in the air. Best movie I have seen this year. Yes, the year is early... but still... go. see it at the next available showtime.
I went and saw the 30 seconds to mars concert last night. First suggestion, don't wear dress socks and chucks when the concert is on a goddamn glacier in the freezing mountains of park city.. Also, don't forget your glasses, coat, and gloves. Do, however, meet a random girl and accept the 4 hand warmers she gives you. In fact, stick two of them in your chucks, they are probably the only reason you won't get frostbite. Also, do accept a scarf and beanie from a very pretty girl with a very common name. Second. Don't listen to the band when they say everybody jump. Your feet are numb, so you literally can't... and let's not forget you're standing on a goddamn glacier. Cue, people falling on their asses left and right. Next, be sure not to have your friend drive home in one of the biggest blizzards you've ever seen. Next, Be sure not to literally get stuck half a mile from the summit of parley's canyon. I've heard being motionless in the middle of the freeway is not the safest practice one can engage in. Also... remember that by now you realize you should have eaten something earlier because your stomach wants to convince your leg to kick you in the face. Persevere though. Four hours later you will make it home. You will be exhausted, and you will then, naturally, go through another experience that deserves its' own blog entry and keeps you up til 6 am. The next day... be sure to wake up at 9 am so you can greet the world dull-eyed and with a sparse and smooth tail.
All that being said. 30 seconds to mars was kick ass. the night was epic, and worth all the absolute shit thrown our way.
I am going to study for me chinese test. or pretend to and watch house/attempt to go to sleep.
30 second, frostbitten kisses from mars.
-lane
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