I am against women. I think they should be chained to trees and forced to raise children and provide sexual favors. Also, I think every man should get a Porsche and a very large gun.

1. Down with America!
2. Death to President Bush!
3. End the “freedom” of the tyrannical marketplace!
4. Death to the social conservatives!
5. Death to the social liberals!
6. ORDER AND BIOLOGICAL DETERMINISM! HEP HURRAH!

Best guitar solos of all time:

1. Jimi Hendrix / Hey Joe
2. Smashing Pumpkins / Soma
3. Smashing Pumpkins / Landslide
4. Sonic Youth / Chapel Hill
5. Soundgarden / Fourth of July
6. Black Crowes / Descending (okay, Piano solo, but it has to be listed)
7. Black Crowes / Thorn In My Pride
8. Ministry / Jesus Built My Hotrod
9. Kyuss / If Only Everything
10. AC/DC / Ride On

It’s my list, I’ll do what I want.

My god I miss Chicago. I loved everything about that fucking city. Before I went, my favorite place in the world had been San Francisco, and I still have a place in my heart for the city by the bay, but Chicago… I knew I was going to love the midwest before I ever got there, but I wasn’t prepared for the crazy mix of urban sophistication, traditional simplicity, and salt-of-the-earth realness that I encountered there.

I suspect that two decades from now when I’ve been a few more places and seen a few more things and wasted more time, like everybody, doing the other things that I didn’t mean to do, I’ll be thinking of maybe returning to Chicago for my old age every bit as much as I’ll think about returning to San Francisco or to a small trailer somewhere near the Antelope Island causeway…

I want to get old already so that I can play that game of chess and enjoy what I’ve done, instead of still having to put in the fucking godforsaken hours necessary to build, sustain, or at least avoid destroying it.

I’m ready to walk away from the table and cash in, but unfortunately, it’s gonna be a while.

My girlfriend and I have been together for 20 months. Of that time, 10 months have been spent apart, in separate states, often with limited communication and having wildly different (and often intense) experiences.

By the time she returns, we’ll have been apart 11 out of 21 months, or more than half of our time as a couple. Only half or so of the together months were spent actually living together. In truth, we haven’t had all that much time with each other yet. It’s no wonder we’re awkward sometimes — we have nearly two years’ worth of expectations and feelings but considerably less than a years’ worth of togetherness or mutual experience.

Add to that all of the jealousy issues, distance issues, loneliness issues, etc. that come with separate, extended travel, and it begins to look rather like a victory for us that we are still together at all.

and all things will return in the rain from the pathways to the river
and all things will return in the river from the currents to the ocean
and all things will return in the ocean from the eddies to the earth
and all things of earth will return by the night of the very depths

to the darkness of time from whence they came

and in their decay, they will sing

they will sing

of death

at sea

at sea

and i am powerless to stop them

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i am so impossibly lonely
so tired of early morning hours in silence and cold

i feel like i desperately need to find a girlfriend to sleep next to
to find someone to share life with
to share nights with
to be warm with

a girlfriend would make everything better
a mate

only i have a girlfriend already —
and i love her dearly…

while i’m alone

i don’t know if this is repairable

i need an early-morning porch-smoke

i need fewer feelings

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i’m not happy
i’m just not happy

i’m tired of women
always and forever they make me want to die
but i need a woman
otherwise might as well die

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once you run out of questions
you add it all up
and you realize you’ve been had

like elvis
like che
like charles manson
like jesus