dream ab...

dream about finding a job. a broken bathroom and everyone peering in on me...breaking a strangers shampoo bottle. Writing smarmy things on a job application, but still being offered a job.Swimming in waves with my nephews.A fridge full of canned things unsure of their freshnesss. Watching a baby in a small computer device you can weaar on your back.flashiing greens with eyes closed and everybody wants to collect new heads, or haircuts.

In my dreams....

First dream:A very close person to me dies of a heart attack in my arms.I am outright bawling as it happens. A part of me dies to? Bedroom, yet public surroundings.THe next night: A not so close person to me dies and I don't witness it. But I do exhibit extreme amounts of mourning ,then I steal his Cd's. Skips to me balancing gatorade smoothies my father has just bought the family. A discrepancy at the till......Running and jumping. Sneakiness?THird: A cloth map of the U.S. only there are great lakes in Montana, or wyoming.Some Indian chief of past is describing to me how they over took most of the pioneer near THESE great lakes. Lots of folding and twisting of the cloth.Fourth: THe entire plot to the 3rd sequel to Rocky horror. Maculay Culkin is the star. THe title? RH Power. Culkin is a Superhero? from Transylvania....Trying to save earth from it's own morality. Switches to the movie I created in my head about someone falling in love with Bill Murray in real life. Bill murray Plays himself and is filming another movie while we film this one , I 'm the director for a while then I suddenly become the dark haired lead. I sleep with bill murray in a bathtub and he's a terrible kisser. Movie plays itself out. Switch to a greasy hamburger joint run by Aurora and Owen. And an outdoor school run by my mental representations of there parents. A slimy river is the setting only 2 miles down under the bridge there are giant parades , Boats brightly painted. THe kids at the camp aren't kids and there running a subversive Terror group and like to spraypaint things with those little exploding growing animal capsules.I try and join but end up in a Video game instead . Long talks with people i've never meet ensue till i wake up.

Sharp!

I have a had a sliver of glass stuck in my foot for two days now.I can't quite get the angle on it to remove it. So I limp occasionally on my right foot. The sissy I try to be.

scattered thoughts.

I still blow a mean snot rocket. yep.The streets of Portland were VERY empty tonight. Must be a tuesday thing....or maybe the bars weren't all closed proper.Me and my handdrum took the long way home. We kept getting smary with those asking for change....since me and handdrum are broke ourselves.We did get dinner cooked for us though.....and we got to see Dahlia rock the Ohm like usual. yep.I just wish that guy i have a bigdumbcrushmyheart on would send me an email and tell me when I can see him. He is busy....I have patience, eternal patience for such a good thing.yep.

io

since i have been back in Portland my time has been spent doing house repairsI've recieved many offer to hit the town. None as entertaining as painting, patching and cleaning.i don't even officially live here, all the same...it's fun work,'Tonight I tune my drumset and tomorrow I fall into a heaven called rock n roll!

optional

Gargh today,Yah!for today,Much like the child I'm not anymore.I come home in a week.Both excited and annoyed.Where do we go from here?Anywhere we want....I have a ten dollar bike that shinesand "goes".Yep.All I will do is dance.All I can do is dance.I will also cook deep fried tofu. And homemade tortillas.And Pad Thai.I hope it's raining when I get in.I hope i never forget all the amazing peopleI met on my journey.and I hope to meet more.Everyone.I really love ALL of you.

old lovers, make good friends

The first time I saw you the moon hung like a pot from a rack of stars.The grass was wet and I was barefoot.We hefted my drum kit a thousand pieces into a small living roomI could taste the manic partygoers.I could feel your girlfriends stare.Fed back, out of tune randomness occurred. I called it heaven. They called it music. The floor bops and shakes with gyratingcostumed dancers. Spilled blenders and board games.Painting salted skin with magic marker. Your flat board male stomach is suddenly home to trees and my phone number.While trying to meet you I lost a floor tom.I didn’t see it for 3 months. I didn’t see you for 3 months.The best things are lost and found, on and off,all around but disaknowledged.Today I’m appreciating something old

terrible

My LiveJournal SitcomAll My cozeth (UPN, 6:30): cozeth (Winona Ryder) eats tefen (Rick Moranis)'s raspberry cheesecake. Later, cozeth (Winona Ryder) wipes co2vim (Sidney Poitier)'s laptop. Meanwhile, carcinogen (Buddy Ebsen) plays chess against damnportlanders (Ann-Margret), who doesn't know how. Soon afterwards, artemisjones (Ewan McGregor) hits a wallet with mikecheck (Brandon Call)'s notebook. In the next town over, suckmyclit (Ana Gasteyer) gets nomilk (Rene Russo) drunk. Hilarity ensues.What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

I heart the Eels

While in the Los angeles area I may have the opportunity to see one of my favorite bands ever.....THE EELS!!Yes I admit it, my favorite band.It will be a pinch, but since I got a job so fast I have a bit of $$.I just have to squeeze time out of the hour glass and delay my return to Fresno a day.Wish me luck, this could very well be another dream come true.Ole

The best...

I've seen and done some of the very best things in the last month as I've been traveling.In the last week I've read exactly 9 great books. BUT, nothing, I mean nothing compares to the very best people in the world...The way that mikeczech and oatmeal write touches my very soul. i laugh, i cry. I'm amazed by their genius.These are amazing people with amazing talents, and i know them. what a thought. It makes me wonder what super cool art Fred is doing? or what great music Jordan is making..That i can't even see or hear. I LOVE MY FAMILY AND I MISS THEM!

That's my final offer

The decision to travel,hell or high water,was made final last night when I saw the moon.First time I'd seen the moon in 2 weeks and I'm a moon watcher.I'm gonna go to the east coast end of June.My travel destination is still undecided.I'm currently looking for floors to sleep on in exchange for housework and/or people i could hitch rides with.Any help would be amazing.This is going to be my first time leaving the west coast.Went to the Rhinelander last night, expensive and delicious German food.Good company was a bonus.Still dating that same crush and the more and more I learn about him the more and more I like him. Today at work the owner of the company I work for caught me lying straight to his face and didn't fire me.He just couldn't fire me, he needs me working there to badly to fire me. It was beautiful!

All systems Go!

I got a bigdumbcrushmyheart. I'm going to call his answering machine tomorrow and sing him love songs for hours. Read him 60. cent poetry. Give him rock presents and kiss him all over his sexy face......... I'm so chessy I don't care. The world today just begs for more affection.

An almost complete week

and all I can think about is the future.I've been at my job now for way too long( i keep saying that).When I sit at my computer I can hear my neighbors snoring through the wall.I haven't had any stimulants ( caffine) in 3 weeks. I haven't watched Tv in a month. I enjoy the disconnection from these things.It makes me at peace with the universe. I wish I could stop supporting all the things im against(prepackaged consumables) all at once. It has to been a gradual thing and nobody is really pure anymore. What is purity anyway? Just me being comfortable in my skin and trying not to cause anybody harm.My best wishes to everybody in search of peace, be it amongest others or in themselves.

Spam or not to spam.....

Yes!I received my very first spam today!Today has been dream-esque.....I woke up early and saw my favorite flower vendors on the bus.An old couple deeply in love, still holding each others hands, that sort of thing.I like the aura they give off.I've never bought a flower, but one of these days I will.I finally registered for next term, a little late.So I missed the speech class I wanted. And of course (my secret wish to take) physics was full. So now I have Shakespeare and Tai Chi. As they say,"life is hard....and so am I".How many of you know me? Take a quiz..You can also apply these questions to your self or your lover. For No apparent reason.I drink soymilk out of the carton? True or FalseI write lists of people I've slept with? T or FI say I'm going to college, but I'm really not?T or FI send people postcards for no reason?T or FI write alot of lists?T or FI own a TV? T or FI think alot about the position of my bellybutton? T or FI had sex at work today? T or FI stole something today? T or F I was raised Mormon? T or FI like to wear expensive clothes? T or Fmmmmm....dumb excuse to use the ? key. Answer it just for fun. Because it's dumbfun. Let me know yer answers.

This is Ms. C. Sykes of 2820 Gladstone St....she's trying NOT to be seen

Sometimes its nice to just NOt be seen , and not get blown up. I was suppose to go to the Boiler room tonight and hang with all my favorite people ( not all of them but alot of them)I was suppose to go help my friend clean his house. But no, I got somewhat kidnapped to Hillsboro by my bigdumbcrush. And it was good.....very good.Including the part where we went to the library and I checked out books on Egypt. We sat around being comfy and reading books and did i say? Being Comfy...mmmmm..Just talking about hydrogen and burying things as an extention of mortality. A stupid way to test the afterlife.More on prepackaged love concepts and comfortableness later. My toast is, in fact, done.

roack n roall

mmmm......beer and frozen waffles.The only meal I ate today and it was delicious.Sound is a wonderful thing.i am laying down drum tracks on my 4 track using only pots and pans and tupperware from my kitchen.All the noise makes me sound like a real drummer. Speaking of real drummers I'm looking for a cheap rentable practice space or a free space where people don't care if i play a drum kit.p.s. my mother sent me gospel music in the mail today....ewww.

trucks

Trucks , semi-trucks are ghosts along the highway, carrying body parts of the dismembered giants of the past.Drunk and in eugene ,the electric guitar is all at once forgien to me, so is love and appreciation....... I LIKE THIS ADVENTURE!!!!

Truckbrush #3

I'm building a timecapsule.It's going to go in my bathroom ceiling.What would you put in a timecapsule?What would I want people to know about my time/my place in history?What sort of information might help them come to grips with they're place in history?I'm falling for someone way too old for me (they say). I do that alot.I seem to be naturally attracted to men who are at least 10 years older than me,if not 20.So, I found one of the places I dream about frequently . It was very exciting and very calming at the same time.It was built in 1900 , it's an old military installation in WA, right across from Astoria.This week i've been learning how to use a 4-track and today I learned how to drive a forklift.Learning new things is more fun than cleaning things!Sometimes I wish I was deep and retrospective, but most of the time I'm just happy to be living it.(this life)

someone with my name?

my namesake: Cozeth Imelda Flores.She was born Jan. 3 , 1960She is married to Arthur Lawrence Krauel.They have 3 kids.None of which are named Cozeth.Cozeth Imelda Krauel.She works at the New Mexico State University Bookstore.She is a cashier.I knew nothing of my namesake three hours ago.....Cozeth Imelda.Cozeth Amanda.

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is for enamoured.

Truckbrush #2

Is it ok to smile when people are fighting , even when your the only one with a grin on your face. I obviously have mixed emotions about violence, especially when it comes into play between fools who crave that sort of attention.Is it ok to cry about locations . Being lost in your thoughts of a place and not being able to put it words . Only being able to cry in your happiness and confuse those you are with.Tom talks of making pie but never buys the apples, I buy the apples but eat them all before i can make a crust. I never even knew he wanted to make a pie and it's unlikely he knew i was trying for pie.i drink gin and tonic , but if you really love me , you already knew that.I sing about happiness and truckers alot , you should come watch me ......I'm stupid fun. I play Sunday at Tennessse Red's at 1pm ( se 11th and Grant,pdx) good sunday afternoon activity , bring your postcards and I'll sign Autographs afterward(hah!) they try and sell me happiness , but i already stole it and my groceries.Amen and Praise Eris

Truckbrush #1

I live in an apartment where there is constantly some sort of party going on. If not a party, a gathering.If not a gathering someone has just popped by to visit or the phone is ringing.I really don't mind that these people like spending their time at my house it's just that I'm a neat freak.The only way I function properly is if my enviroment is clean and organized.Also i 'm usually very busy , i go to school in the morning and have to work at night.My point being I wish more people were polite enough to clean up after themselves , even at a party house.It would make life easier on a freak like me who will spend hours cleaning and not doing important assignments or projects because things need to be clean before I can focus.I jusst cleaned the kitchen while 8 people are kickin it in my livingroom.IN OTHER NEW NEWS: Im new to this computer lovin'.Hopefully all my entries won't be about my obssesive cleaning.ALSO:when i grow up i want to be a skyscraper.