Oookayyy then,
I think now that Im not so sleep deprived I shall try to blog more like I (am known for?) am used to and enjoy doing so, so buckle up interwebs, I've honestly zero clue where the hell this one is going to end up!
Okay, so looking at the calender, I now realize that it is exactly forty (40 ) days until I get to see my girlfriend again... HOLY WOWZA WOOT WOOT EPIC SAUSE DUMPED ON AWESOME!
O.o
Okay... Not gonna lie, I know exactly where that came from, and I shall not comment on that in detail now aside from this; Kristen, you are stunning, and I desire you and your beauty so much, it makes dealing with the ulgy in this world worth it just to see your smile, to look into your eyes, and to bask in the glory of your aura and to see your graceful form...
Anywhoizts... It seems my ADD is on crack today, that or the sleep deprevation is still a factor... Or it could just be gas...
So it seems that I "got swag" (whatever the fuck that means) just cause I wore my old Thriftown scored sport coat (its missing the front buttons, and while it IS a nice brand ((English Mannor if you care)) it is still just a former $100 jacket that I got for $10) but random comments from the local drug dealer aside, Im feeling pretty good over all, dispite being slightly worn from another fourteen (14) hour shift in flipping Flower Mound, a shift that was meant to be a simple, if not slightly odd, seven (7) hour shift, I found out at eleven (11) pm when I'm meant to get off, that I am infact working the full fourteen (14) hours. And when I dared to ask if something bad had happened to whom ever was meant to replace me, I was pointedly told to not ask questions, because the head dispatcher, had been woken up to "deal with this" and she didn't know (or wouldn't tell me) and I should just get settled and watch the guys working over night on the floor.
Yes, not even an epic double facepalm could have done that justice. Somehting more along the lines of a beserker shotgun rampage down the streets of Flower Mound would have been better, but I rather value my life and freedom so yeah, no dice.
Uhhh, did I have a point here?
Yes, yes I did...
Annywayz, dispite the pretty much common place bull and noise that has been going down, I have grown rather wistful for my love as of the last few weeks, and now I realize that she is but roughly five (5) weeks away from being hereor more accuratly, forty (40) days from arriving at the air port where I shall littrally pick her up, (and spin her about, and kiss her and hug her and gross the little children out) and we shall then procede directly to food and lounging about at one of my all time favorite places, Buon Giorno Coffee. From there we shall spend the next 4-5 days enjoying New Years vacation together in East Texas, and yes, even with my family and my dear friend and fellow indie rocker, Bret, and his lovely saint of of girlfriend, Nichole.
It has been a long time since I have looked forward to going to Tyler, and a long time since I have felt so... Hopeful... Is the best work I can think of, and while the last two weeks have been hard (I've suffered under my birth month rut, which is always the worst of the year, Kristen's family dog was hit and killed by a car, on her birthday no less, and all number and manner of smaller annoyances and issues almost but not quite worth mentioning here) very hard in fact, for both of us, the deed is now done, she bought the tickets yesterday, and now other than a few smaller details that need to be addressed, its all on rails.
I feel like bastardizing a Jimi Hendrix line here:
"Excuse me, while I punch the sky!"
Live, Laugh, Love, Endure,
~Caleb
"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." ~Theodore Roosevelt
"Life is hard; It's even harder if you're stupid." ~John Wayne
Thursday, November 17, 2011
40 day countdown and BLARGH! WOOF! SQUEE!
Personal Quote: "No matter how hot she is... Some guy is tired of her issues"
~quote from a bathroom wall
Brain Stew...
Chrome and brass gleaming, nylon and rayon washed clean, pressed crisp and sharp, nickel plated tin jingles and shines, as a long golden braid marks a long flexing line. Green stripes mark shoulder straps snug, a patch, a badge and a belt all hung. I look in the mirror and guess what I see? I see the man, staring back at me...
Now how the hell am I to fight the power? How can I bemoan the establishment, or laugh at the rules so silly and unneeded? I am the man, I work for the power, I walk around like an imposing tower, I see all and I will report all I see I will I shall oh hell, fuck me...
My days and nights are constantly changing, barely my own, my sleep patterns are failing, my eyes are growing shallow, my mind fills with numbers, full-time, overtime, sunshine and showers, bleeding my life away, for the almighty dollar, numbing my mind away, squelching the cry, my soul is bleeding running dry, getting lied too and misled, missing my bed, my computer my time, but it's all fine, I'm all grown up now, I walk the line but I hate this I hate this I hate this life, I don't want it, I can't stand it it sucks but it's needed, because everyones floating and singing along with the current ideals but can't you see it's all wrong? Take take take, I me me mine, consume you flakes and ruin it for the dreamers, the truehearts who see past the plastic seams, I just want it simple and not how life seems because it's evolved into a mass slaughter of men's souls and woman's hearts I see the rancid squaller of our state of being.
I just want more than what the tv tells me, I just want things stripped down, a select few innovations, and less bullshit like being owned by other nations, I'm not a slave I'm not a beast, I'm me simply me and now I can see, that now that I'm awake, I'm still stuck in the dream, turned sour it's a nightmare as far as I can see...
But I really can't care I can't save the world, it is what it is like a flag unfurled. And thats alright as far as I care, because I got her love and mine to share, I really thought this wouldn't be lyrical, but it's alright, I hope the point has been made, and if not s'alright, I'll endure cause I love her, my sweet and gentle maid, you are worth all the effort the coffee and stress and even worth quitting smoking cigarets, because if surviving hell is what it will take, then I'll finish each round and lay my steak into falling in love with you every day, it's all I really need and now that's all I have to say...
Well, at least until next time that is... :)
Shut up Internet, you should know better by now.
Love endures because it's all you need,
~Caleb
Now how the hell am I to fight the power? How can I bemoan the establishment, or laugh at the rules so silly and unneeded? I am the man, I work for the power, I walk around like an imposing tower, I see all and I will report all I see I will I shall oh hell, fuck me...
My days and nights are constantly changing, barely my own, my sleep patterns are failing, my eyes are growing shallow, my mind fills with numbers, full-time, overtime, sunshine and showers, bleeding my life away, for the almighty dollar, numbing my mind away, squelching the cry, my soul is bleeding running dry, getting lied too and misled, missing my bed, my computer my time, but it's all fine, I'm all grown up now, I walk the line but I hate this I hate this I hate this life, I don't want it, I can't stand it it sucks but it's needed, because everyones floating and singing along with the current ideals but can't you see it's all wrong? Take take take, I me me mine, consume you flakes and ruin it for the dreamers, the truehearts who see past the plastic seams, I just want it simple and not how life seems because it's evolved into a mass slaughter of men's souls and woman's hearts I see the rancid squaller of our state of being.
I just want more than what the tv tells me, I just want things stripped down, a select few innovations, and less bullshit like being owned by other nations, I'm not a slave I'm not a beast, I'm me simply me and now I can see, that now that I'm awake, I'm still stuck in the dream, turned sour it's a nightmare as far as I can see...
But I really can't care I can't save the world, it is what it is like a flag unfurled. And thats alright as far as I care, because I got her love and mine to share, I really thought this wouldn't be lyrical, but it's alright, I hope the point has been made, and if not s'alright, I'll endure cause I love her, my sweet and gentle maid, you are worth all the effort the coffee and stress and even worth quitting smoking cigarets, because if surviving hell is what it will take, then I'll finish each round and lay my steak into falling in love with you every day, it's all I really need and now that's all I have to say...
Well, at least until next time that is... :)
Shut up Internet, you should know better by now.
Love endures because it's all you need,
~Caleb
Personal Quote: "No matter how hot she is... Some guy is tired of her issues"
~quote from a bathroom wall
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