Straight in at 101

You pull your dress over your face,
And I stare down towards my chest,
Chastise both our greasy hair,
Wonder whose gut is the softest.
Stand with my ear to the door listening to the landing floorboards,
Working out when will be safe to dash from mattress to your bathroom,
Where I ball my fingers into fists until my knuckles glow bright white,
Press the heels into eye sockets 'til I see the flashing lights.
Stop me when my stories change/
When they have started to repeat,
'Cause last time I was a mess of sleep of icy feet.

So baby;
All apologies.
It was going to happen,
inevitably.

I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock.
Feels like the build-up takes forever but you never touch my cock and what exactly do you mean now,
By "what can you even eat?
And how does that affect how I'll get off this evening?".

"Some people give themselves to religion,
Some people give themselves to a cause,
Some people give themselves to a lover,
I have to give my self to goals".

Los Campesinos rule so hard. Save the dates May 8th and 10th for when they come here shit is going to get wild.

AWK

Good thing Alexis brought this to my attention.

True Nihilist

True Nihilist
Originally uploaded by i dont do books

Cats have it made. They do not care about anything. They have never heard about teenagers being raped, kids stepping on land mines, grandparents that don't recognize their spouse, etc etc. Ignorance truly is bliss and if i could transcend all the bullshit in the human world and become a cat, you bet your fucking dog i would.

Does anyone remember this?

Randomly just thought of it and if i was drinking kool-aid i would have choked and/or spat it up.

Some days...

I don't feel like myself. I dont know why.

A LOVE TOKEN

I have the first part of a short story I'm writing in a book my friend RIcardo made with nice photos and words. You can read that HERE. It works better though if you bug Ricardo for a copy :).

MIDNIGHT FUCKERSSSSS

KiD CuDi

I feel like he "stands"(obviously not in the literal sense; note the levitation picture above) for something bigger than music/art/whatever. People think I'm whack for being so into his shit but like does anyone else kinda feel me on this one? The picture is from his blog everyone should follow that.

"Not Worth Reading"

This is the piece thats getting published in the Chapman Literary Journal thing. I submitted two but apparently stories about killing yourself (at the end the narrator decides making people laugh is reason in itself to keep living) aren't up to par with Chapman's standards. But Stories that make next to zero sense are. If some how you take the 4 minutes out of your busy lives to read it, feedback would be much appreesht. Fuck it.

Watch me, in its entirety, get up for a let down HERE.

:))))))))))))

From an email yesterday:

"Dear James Florance III,

Congratulation!
This letter is to inform you that the work you submitted for publication in the 2010 issue of Chapman University’s Literary Magazine, Elephant Tree, has been approved."

Very cool.

Kubla Kahn

Sorry about all the Romantic poetry and shit but its what im reading since I dont have time to read all the children books I would LIKE to read (i.e. The Very Persistent Gappers of Frip).

Iron Maiden did a cover of "Rime of the Ancient Mariner", so you know it's good shit. After I read Kubla it didn't do much for me until we talked about it in class. Coleridge did hella opium so he was all messed up and thought of the story and before he was done writing it some asshole knocked on his door to collect a debt forever fragmenting the piece.

So why show this to you? Instead of being confident like like Woodsworth or Blake he's a little more insecure and talks about what it takes to get to the creative side of yourself and to be great at something. I swear I'm going to post something fun to read soon.

Kubla Kahn

hit him up

hit him up
Originally uploaded by another year ∞

R.L. SUXX

Pretty sure he name drops this blog but whatever go look at it :). And when you're done go outside and scream at your neighbor because they're probably thinking about something unimportant. Then report in to WE DO DO BOOKS.






some people play scrabble with my words...