Saturday, December 27, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
12/13/8
man. don't you wish you had the force now? i did try to use the force (see: grappling hook) to score free french fries at mcdonalds. unfortunately I miscalculated the swing, clocked myself in the head, and tripped over the wet floor sign bleeding. now I know what you're thinking: "damn yo, the force is weak with collin."
sadly, you're correct.
i'm glad that it's break.
want to hang out?
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
12/10/8
but they will be playing this weekend and i guess i will go and dance until 4 in the morning to DJ sets that probably aren't going to be that great; unfortunately, it will probably be the best show that will be coming in a couple months or so.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
12/9/8; SEM1
no particular order. just whatever came up first. there is another row, but it cuts off. right click and hit "open in a new tab" for it.
the good the bad the shitty the exciting the boring the beautiful.

you can learn a lot from taking your chances. you could learn a lot of things really. but if you wanna know the truth, if you wanna know why. then just go up on the roof, and stare at the sky.
Monday, December 8, 2008
12/8/8
staying up late again as usual.
been heavily listening to grizzly bear.
it's always really quiet on weekends here. my roommates don't live that far from home. maybe twenty, thirty minutes. i usually have the whole place to myself. the solitude is nice and relaxing sometimes, but most of the time it doesn't feel as amazing as i remember it being, when i was a kid.
it is my dads birthday this thursday. i don't know what to get him.
it's always really quiet on weekends here. my roommates don't live that far from home. maybe twenty, thirty minutes. i usually have the whole place to myself. the solitude is nice and relaxing sometimes, but most of the time it doesn't feel as amazing as i remember it being, when i was a kid.
it is my dads birthday this thursday. i don't know what to get him.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Hi-Hats & Top Loops
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE LAST SWEET FRUIT HELD ON THE HIGHEST LIMB
I LOVE YOU LIKE A TRAMPLED FLOWERS BRUISED FLAME IT LOOSENS MY LIMBS
I LOVE YOU LIKE A TRAMPLED FLOWERS BRUISED FLAME IT LOOSENS MY LIMBSNOT TODAY.
hitthelink.^
hitthelink.^
IT DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO SPEAK ITS NAME.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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