Thursday, August 25, 2005

Money, it's a gas

You know what has been pissing me off? These ads that have been popping up on our blogs. I got one and deleted it. They friggin' piss me off! These are personal forums for people and their thoughts, not some corporate machine for parasitic ads! Holy Hell they make me mad! We're being invaded by them. Maybe it's the Bohemian Spirit in me, but it's disgusting how they use our blogs trying to make an extra dime. I hate it, these are here for personal expression, not for some guy to try and make a lousy buck.

Yeah, money is essential to survive in this world, but maybe we should take control back. Stop letting the money rule our lives and actions. Stop invading people at every turn with your spam and telemarketing! I'm sick of it, and I'm going to fight it! I started by deleting the ad on mine, you could delete yours. That's only the first step. We need to stand up and show them that we're not going to sit here and take it! Now who's with me?

Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you’re okay.
Money, it’s a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I’m all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it’s a hit.
Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit.
I’m in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a lear jet.

Money, it’s a crime.
Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it’s no surprise that they’re
Giving none away.
Money
Pink Floyd

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

I'm here and I'm on the mend

Well, as you probably noticed I changed my template. I felt like I needed a change. Things have been changing a lot. For the first time in a long time I feel really, really great; I feel like things are on the up and up; like things have finally worked out, or are trying to get there at least. I've been putting my life back together piece by piece. I've got someone trying to help me too, and for the first time in my life I'm letting somebody help me.

I start my senior year of high school in like two weeks... less actually. Once that starts it's not going to stop and I know it'll go by fast. I know I'll wake up one morning and realize I'm graduating. It's crazy. I've been thinking about that a lot lately because I keep getting that "holy crap" feeling. I turn 18 in three months. I'm legally an adult in three months. That can be an overwhelming thought. Everything is different. Everything in my life is different now.

I'm excited for it though, I'm ready. I want this year be awesome. Things are going to work out. I'm mending my life, putting it back together. It's given me a fresh start and the chance to do things right. I've got a lot of great things going for me, and I appreciate all of them. And that is the best feeling in the world.

One more day that I’ve survived
Another night alone
Pay no mind I'm doing fine
I'm breathing on my own

I'm here
And I'm on the mend
I'm here
And I'm on the mend my friend

Wake me when the hour arrives
Wake me with my name
See you somewhere down the line
We're tethered once again

I'm here
And I'm on the mend
I'm here
And I'm on the mend my friend

I'm here
And I'm on the mend
I'm here
And I'm on the mend my friend

Was it you?
Sat alone
Here we go

Close and stay a while
To take me where you go
Single file we walk the mile
Who's wandering back home

I'm here
And I'm on the mend
I'm here
And I'm on the mend my friend

I'm here
And I'm on the mend
I'm here
And I'm on the mend my friend

Was it you?
Sat alone
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go

On the Mend
Foo Fighters