eltiT
Mood:  suave
Now Playing: october rust - type o negative
so so... here it is that we meet again. strange wondrous days days ahead.

i was thinking about the scar that stretches across my right check... then i began thinking about the other scar across my left index finger.. that one i personally did to myself at the tender age of 1o or something. with the new found straight razor i attempted to cut up some cardboard but instead, ran it directly over my finger. it (the scar) tingles every now and again... maybe from nerve damage although i think it is because it (the scar) doesn't want me to forget it (the scar). the scar on my cheek came from an accident around the same time in age only i fell face first into an old sprinkler thingy.. .. ripped my face wide open... that scar doesn't tingle, it reminds me by causing my cheek a bit of pain every now and again.

so. . .where was i? oh yes. i remember...
i was thinking about why i was soooooo accident prone... and this is how i got to naming the blog, "life is killing me" .. . because it is. here we go.... in about the order they happened..

- i fall down a flight of stairs in my walker from the 2nd story of an apartment complex
- i drink a 1/4 bottle of drain-o
- i poop out a mysterious cross (where it came from or how i swallowed it. . no one knows!)
- i staple my fingers together in 1st grade
- i throughout 3 years, slam my poor hand in the car door 4 times
- i fall down those same stairs in a pair of cowboy boots
- i break the "growth bone" in my right arm (approx. near your wrist)
- i almost cut my fingers off in a pair of garden sheers
- i slice my finger open with a straight razor
- i fall face first into a garden sprinkler thingy
- i get hit by a truck.. .while crossing the street (results in a fractured skull, you can still see a dime sized bald spot on the back of my head and feel the weekend skull cracks)
- i shoot a 1/2 inch staple into my hand (opps)
- i roll a volkswagon 15 times
- i get alcohol poisoning (can't move for 3 days)
- i od on alcohol, sleeping pills, aspirin and anti- depressants
- i get sideswiped by a car going 6o in a 25 mph zone while at a standstill

anyways , the list goes on and i am missing a few things here and there... i hate the morning.

what the hell did i just post about... .? ?? ?? ??
anyways.. .hope it was insightful.

1 last thing... the lyrics to my most favoritest song off this type o negative album

in praise of bacchus
hey bacchus
she hates me
hey bacchus
she hates me

the street lamps light a wet old red
hook road
a furry vino tinted slave
molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
(cobblestone grave)

a lonely blue girl guards the river bed
she shakes her brown torch at the tide
on pier six we'd creep and count the cracks
(side by side, see, we're counting cracks)

your mother was out wearing herself
inside
i'll stop the train to say hello
a used boyfriend's just bought her this
new car
(i said i know)

-togetherburn-

she said burn
together
burn
we'll burn together

now don't believe she'll never leave
again
i can't forget the words she said back
when

she said burn
we'll burn together