And So The Story Goes...
My book is going great. I have three chapters completed already. I didn't realize how time consuming writing one chapter could be. I've started writing a second book so that I can continue to write abut it gives me a chance to switch gears for a bit. I only have one chapter done of that one so far but I like where it's going.
I'm suppose to be writing book with two of my friends but I worry that nothing will ever come of it. The third chapter hasn't been completed because the friend in charge just doesn't have the time to do it. It's been a month since I completed my chapter and I'm getting antsy to get back to it. I guess it's good to exercise paitents. I'm sure with all the extra time she's taking the chapter will be the best yet.
Anyways, I have to go get my brother from school, just wanted to go you a little update on life.
Later Days
Santi
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
His girl Friday's Weekend Kick Off Song
Before I give you your wkos I have a bit of a complaint to make. If it is at all possible I like to post the actual music video for the song I choose. I primarily use youtube for my song selection and I find it very irratating when the embedding code has been disabled by the request. The whole point of youtube is to view and share user generated content. If you don't want other people to be able to share your video then you shouldn't be uploading it. It makes it very frustrating when I try to post something and it takes six or seven tries to find something I actually post. Moving right a long...
Punk Rock Princess - Something Corporate
I have been listening to a lot of SoCo lately and a early in the week decided that I would use the song 'I woke up in a car'. Every other week or so I find my self browsing www.thewilliambeckettblog.com and reading William's elegantly written thoughts. I happened to stumble across the blog today and low and behold there is the song I have chosen for my weekend kick off song. He has used it for his Saturday Night Music Club, which he posted on Sunday. Instead of following in his foot steps I decided to post another SoCo song that I enjoy equally as much.
They are no longer a band, but check out the frontman's latest project Jack's mannequin. They have two cds and are nothign short of amazing. You may now some of their songs, Mix Tape, Dark Blue and Resolution.
On an unrelated note, William Beckett revealed in the newest edition of AP Magazine that he is actually engaged, owns a house and has a two year old daughter. I think it was a wise idea to keep his new family out of the spot light. I think its great that remains in Chicago suburb so that his daughter can grow up and have a normal childhood. Much respect and support goes out to him. Either way though I don't have too much of an interest in the lives of bands I listen to. I just appreciate the music and shows they provide.
Later Days
Santi
Before I give you your wkos I have a bit of a complaint to make. If it is at all possible I like to post the actual music video for the song I choose. I primarily use youtube for my song selection and I find it very irratating when the embedding code has been disabled by the request. The whole point of youtube is to view and share user generated content. If you don't want other people to be able to share your video then you shouldn't be uploading it. It makes it very frustrating when I try to post something and it takes six or seven tries to find something I actually post. Moving right a long...
Punk Rock Princess - Something Corporate
I have been listening to a lot of SoCo lately and a early in the week decided that I would use the song 'I woke up in a car'. Every other week or so I find my self browsing www.thewilliambeckettblog.com and reading William's elegantly written thoughts. I happened to stumble across the blog today and low and behold there is the song I have chosen for my weekend kick off song. He has used it for his Saturday Night Music Club, which he posted on Sunday. Instead of following in his foot steps I decided to post another SoCo song that I enjoy equally as much.
They are no longer a band, but check out the frontman's latest project Jack's mannequin. They have two cds and are nothign short of amazing. You may now some of their songs, Mix Tape, Dark Blue and Resolution.
On an unrelated note, William Beckett revealed in the newest edition of AP Magazine that he is actually engaged, owns a house and has a two year old daughter. I think it was a wise idea to keep his new family out of the spot light. I think its great that remains in Chicago suburb so that his daughter can grow up and have a normal childhood. Much respect and support goes out to him. Either way though I don't have too much of an interest in the lives of bands I listen to. I just appreciate the music and shows they provide.
Later Days
Santi
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
One Life To Live
You are required to make a series of choices, take various risks and do certain things in order to live your life. What I decide could differ greatly from the choices you might have made if you were in my shoes. I make these choices knowing that I will have to deal with the out come regaurdless if the end result is good or bad.
Sometimes I will make mistakes, but that's another crutial part of life aswell. I will learn valuable lessons from the mistakes I make and it will shape me as a person. There are things I wish I had done differently, but ultimately I don't have any major regrets. When things aren't working I will make changes. I will live and learn.
People need to stop providing unwanted advice and passing judgements because someone is doing it differently. As long as they aren't hurting any one, how does what they do affect you in any way? If you don't like it, don't stick around to watch it unfold. If someone needs help, they'll ask. We're all taking different roads for a reason, we all want to end up in different places. Some Like Thailand, some Californai, some Nunavut. Who am I to ay which is right?
Later Days
Santi
You are required to make a series of choices, take various risks and do certain things in order to live your life. What I decide could differ greatly from the choices you might have made if you were in my shoes. I make these choices knowing that I will have to deal with the out come regaurdless if the end result is good or bad.
Sometimes I will make mistakes, but that's another crutial part of life aswell. I will learn valuable lessons from the mistakes I make and it will shape me as a person. There are things I wish I had done differently, but ultimately I don't have any major regrets. When things aren't working I will make changes. I will live and learn.
People need to stop providing unwanted advice and passing judgements because someone is doing it differently. As long as they aren't hurting any one, how does what they do affect you in any way? If you don't like it, don't stick around to watch it unfold. If someone needs help, they'll ask. We're all taking different roads for a reason, we all want to end up in different places. Some Like Thailand, some Californai, some Nunavut. Who am I to ay which is right?
Later Days
Santi
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Life As We Know It
There isn't a better feeling in the world as the one you get when one of the people in your life does something to remind you why you let them in in the first place. On the flip side, there isn't a worst feeling in the world as the one you get when one of the people you trusted and cared about the most does something to make you realise that you made a mistake by letting them in.
Live and learn.
Later Days
Santi
Friday
There isn't a better feeling in the world as the one you get when one of the people in your life does something to remind you why you let them in in the first place. On the flip side, there isn't a worst feeling in the world as the one you get when one of the people you trusted and cared about the most does something to make you realise that you made a mistake by letting them in.
Live and learn.
Later Days
Santi
Friday
Saturday, September 19, 2009
When It All Comes Crashing
There is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
It's almost as if something that should stay put fell.
I can can trace the path it takes as it continues to fall.
Secrets aren't meant to be kept from best friends.
For a whole year it's been eating away at my insides.
It's like a little monster that gobbles up my integrity.
If they love me as much as I do them it wont matter.
They will acknowledge my dirty little secret and leave it at that.
They will understand and make nothing of it.
Maybe they will view me in a different light.
Maybe they will be horrified at the person that I have become.
Maybe they will want nothing to do with me.
I feel that little piece inside of me drop.
It travels a few more centimeters deep into the pit of my stomach.
I'll carry my secret with me for a little longer.
There is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
It's almost as if something that should stay put fell.
I can can trace the path it takes as it continues to fall.
Secrets aren't meant to be kept from best friends.
For a whole year it's been eating away at my insides.
It's like a little monster that gobbles up my integrity.
If they love me as much as I do them it wont matter.
They will acknowledge my dirty little secret and leave it at that.
They will understand and make nothing of it.
Maybe they will view me in a different light.
Maybe they will be horrified at the person that I have become.
Maybe they will want nothing to do with me.
I feel that little piece inside of me drop.
It travels a few more centimeters deep into the pit of my stomach.
I'll carry my secret with me for a little longer.
WKOS
No weekend kick off song this week. I had intended on doing one but didn't get on the computer. I'm currently a little morose and don't just don't have the motivation to even put one up late. No matter how bad I think I'm feeling though, I know it can't be worse than this kid:
I had a good time last night, maybe too good of a time. I didn't do anything worth regretting though so it's all good. My boyfriend went home today and his deprture was less than pleasant. I quickly snapped into this bitter mood and hated him for a million reasons. The funny thing about it is the only reason he'd suspect I'd be upset with him for, leaving and not staying to hang out with myself and friends this evening, is probably the only thing that I didn't have a negative attitude towards. I'll be seeing some good friends within the next few hours though so hopefully they can pull me out of this funk that I am in. If all else fails there is half a bottle of ginger ale in the fridge.
Later Days
Santi
No weekend kick off song this week. I had intended on doing one but didn't get on the computer. I'm currently a little morose and don't just don't have the motivation to even put one up late. No matter how bad I think I'm feeling though, I know it can't be worse than this kid:
I had a good time last night, maybe too good of a time. I didn't do anything worth regretting though so it's all good. My boyfriend went home today and his deprture was less than pleasant. I quickly snapped into this bitter mood and hated him for a million reasons. The funny thing about it is the only reason he'd suspect I'd be upset with him for, leaving and not staying to hang out with myself and friends this evening, is probably the only thing that I didn't have a negative attitude towards. I'll be seeing some good friends within the next few hours though so hopefully they can pull me out of this funk that I am in. If all else fails there is half a bottle of ginger ale in the fridge.
Later Days
Santi
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I'm Yours Tonight
The Academy Is... has a new song that you can listen to.
http://www.altpress.com/modules/dsp_mediaplayer.cfm?pathXML=xml_mp3.xml&track=0
I'm in love, all over again.
I'M YOURS TONIGHT
Forever alone until I found you, and now you’re always there;
voice on the air, scent on my clothes.
Oh, but when the sun exposes all my demons, will you stay or run away?
I’ll help you find your way every moment you’re awake.
You know I’ll stay, even in your dreams
I’ll pull the stars down from the heavens to fill your empty skies
I’m yours tonight.
Wherever you go, they say I’m bad news.
When every one agrees, whispers start sounding like screams.
Oh, but i know what you want to say before the words escape your teeth.
Will you trust in me?
My good intentions can leave the hardest hearts, the harshest scars you’ve ever seen.
My bad impressions they follow me, making enemies that I can’t see.
Forever alone, until I found you. I know that you’ll stay. You won’t run away.
Even in your dreams, I’ll pull the stars down from the heavens to fill your empty skies.
Curtasy of William Beckett: www.thewilliambeckettblog.com
The Academy Is... has a new song that you can listen to.
http://www.altpress.com/modules/dsp_mediaplayer.cfm?pathXML=xml_mp3.xml&track=0
I'm in love, all over again.
I'M YOURS TONIGHT
Forever alone until I found you, and now you’re always there;
voice on the air, scent on my clothes.
Oh, but when the sun exposes all my demons, will you stay or run away?
I’ll help you find your way every moment you’re awake.
You know I’ll stay, even in your dreams
I’ll pull the stars down from the heavens to fill your empty skies
I’m yours tonight.
Wherever you go, they say I’m bad news.
When every one agrees, whispers start sounding like screams.
Oh, but i know what you want to say before the words escape your teeth.
Will you trust in me?
My good intentions can leave the hardest hearts, the harshest scars you’ve ever seen.
My bad impressions they follow me, making enemies that I can’t see.
Forever alone, until I found you. I know that you’ll stay. You won’t run away.
Even in your dreams, I’ll pull the stars down from the heavens to fill your empty skies.
Curtasy of William Beckett: www.thewilliambeckettblog.com
Hump Day Funny
I know it's no longer Wednesday, but by the tiem I herd this it was too late to post so I had to wait until now.
A friend of mine was spending the weekend at her boyfriend's place that he shares with a few roommates. They were having a good time and she had had a fair bit to drink. When they went to go to bed for the night they decided to get intimite. When she asked her boyfriend if he had any lube he pulled out a small sample sized bottle. She started to loudly question him several times why it was so small, reffering to the bottle of lube as 'it'. I'm assuming all of his roommates herd and are assuming he has a small penis.
I laughed pretty hard, so hopefully you did to.
Later Days
Santi
I know it's no longer Wednesday, but by the tiem I herd this it was too late to post so I had to wait until now.
A friend of mine was spending the weekend at her boyfriend's place that he shares with a few roommates. They were having a good time and she had had a fair bit to drink. When they went to go to bed for the night they decided to get intimite. When she asked her boyfriend if he had any lube he pulled out a small sample sized bottle. She started to loudly question him several times why it was so small, reffering to the bottle of lube as 'it'. I'm assuming all of his roommates herd and are assuming he has a small penis.
I laughed pretty hard, so hopefully you did to.
Later Days
Santi
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
I'll Be The Giver And You'll Be The Taker
Everyone is good at something. Some people can paint, some sing, some run really fast, others can do complicated math problems in their head. Everyone has something that makes them special. When other people think about that skill they think to them selves, "Oh, Johnny is really good at that" or "Suzy does that perfectly!"
It's taken me a long time to find that one thing that I am good at and am truly passionate about. I like to draw, but my sketches are nothing special. I love music but so does every other black haired, skinny jeans wearing 15 year old with a chip on their shoulder. I used to think I was pretty decent at photography, but then so is anyone who has a digital camera and photoshop.
What I've realized is that there will always be someone who does it better. It is physically impossible to be the best at something. How do you decided what is best? Everyone has different thoughts, beliefs, and upbringings that effect their taste in anything. Some people like classical music and some like jazz. Is one or the other really wrong? If so, how can you prove it?
What makes you 'the best' at something is being confident in your ability to complete the task better than anyone else. If I honestly believe that I am great at something others will be more likely to agree that I posess that skill than if I were to say that I was 'just ok' at it.
Although I truly believe that music runs through my viens I think my true talent lies in writting. It may not be evident through my many pointless and mundane blog entries, but my works of fiction are rather quite good. I've been writing fiction since I was six or seven and have always had a knack for it. I've always enjoyed writing but didn't think it was something I could make a career off of.
I feel that I enjoy it far to much to ignore it. As I write more and more for this book I'm doing with two of my friends I find that I'm really getting into to it. I'm anxious for the other two to finish their chapter so I can have my turn to write more. When NB asked me to assist her with her chapter I was over joyed. To fill the gap between writing chapters from my character, Ryleigh Mae Carden's perspective I am going to start writing a whole new book that I will write my self from start to finish.
I'm loosely basing it on the life of a friend of mine as the things that she's already gone through in her short life seem like the kind of things you'd only read about. Chances are my books will never be published and the only people who ever read it will be the friends and family I e-mail the file to. I'm going to hold onto the hope though that one day I might get the opportunity to have something published.
I certainly wouldn't expect to make a living off any book I could possibly write, but who knows maybe one day someone will read what I have to say and be able to relate to it in some small way. Before I hit the 'PUBLISH POST' button I just wanted to take a minute to thank my good friend, NB, for helping me to realize my not so hidden talent. Thank you.
Later Days
Santi
PS> Never Let You Go by Third Eye Blind is such a solid song :-)
PPS> No spelling mistakes!!!!! I'm proud.
Everyone is good at something. Some people can paint, some sing, some run really fast, others can do complicated math problems in their head. Everyone has something that makes them special. When other people think about that skill they think to them selves, "Oh, Johnny is really good at that" or "Suzy does that perfectly!"
It's taken me a long time to find that one thing that I am good at and am truly passionate about. I like to draw, but my sketches are nothing special. I love music but so does every other black haired, skinny jeans wearing 15 year old with a chip on their shoulder. I used to think I was pretty decent at photography, but then so is anyone who has a digital camera and photoshop.
What I've realized is that there will always be someone who does it better. It is physically impossible to be the best at something. How do you decided what is best? Everyone has different thoughts, beliefs, and upbringings that effect their taste in anything. Some people like classical music and some like jazz. Is one or the other really wrong? If so, how can you prove it?
What makes you 'the best' at something is being confident in your ability to complete the task better than anyone else. If I honestly believe that I am great at something others will be more likely to agree that I posess that skill than if I were to say that I was 'just ok' at it.
Although I truly believe that music runs through my viens I think my true talent lies in writting. It may not be evident through my many pointless and mundane blog entries, but my works of fiction are rather quite good. I've been writing fiction since I was six or seven and have always had a knack for it. I've always enjoyed writing but didn't think it was something I could make a career off of.
I feel that I enjoy it far to much to ignore it. As I write more and more for this book I'm doing with two of my friends I find that I'm really getting into to it. I'm anxious for the other two to finish their chapter so I can have my turn to write more. When NB asked me to assist her with her chapter I was over joyed. To fill the gap between writing chapters from my character, Ryleigh Mae Carden's perspective I am going to start writing a whole new book that I will write my self from start to finish.
I'm loosely basing it on the life of a friend of mine as the things that she's already gone through in her short life seem like the kind of things you'd only read about. Chances are my books will never be published and the only people who ever read it will be the friends and family I e-mail the file to. I'm going to hold onto the hope though that one day I might get the opportunity to have something published.
I certainly wouldn't expect to make a living off any book I could possibly write, but who knows maybe one day someone will read what I have to say and be able to relate to it in some small way. Before I hit the 'PUBLISH POST' button I just wanted to take a minute to thank my good friend, NB, for helping me to realize my not so hidden talent. Thank you.
Later Days
Santi
PS> Never Let You Go by Third Eye Blind is such a solid song :-)
PPS> No spelling mistakes!!!!! I'm proud.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
His girl Friday's Weekend Kick Off Song
So it's Friday and the weekend is hours away. I'm having a hard time choosing a song this week though. I've been listening to This is for keeps by the spill canvas a lot but I've already posted it. I thought about using Gasoline or Jude Law and A Semester Abroad by Brand New, Polygraph, Right Now by The Spill Canvas, and Admit It by Say Anything. They're all great songs that I've been blarring through the headphones attached to my iPod recently. I think that this will be more of a laid back weekend then a party weekend though, so this week I'm going to take it down a knotch in the hardcore department but still keep it awesome.
This week I give you Boy In A Magazine by Socratic. Socratic is a band from New Jersey that has two full length albums out, Lunch For The Sky(2005) and Spread The Rumors(2008) which was produced by none other than Mark Hoppus. They also have two EP's It's Getting Late(2001) and Just Turn(2006). They are currently signed to Drive-Thru Records.
To hear more go to their myspace: www.myspace.com/socratic
Later Days
Santi
So it's Friday and the weekend is hours away. I'm having a hard time choosing a song this week though. I've been listening to This is for keeps by the spill canvas a lot but I've already posted it. I thought about using Gasoline or Jude Law and A Semester Abroad by Brand New, Polygraph, Right Now by The Spill Canvas, and Admit It by Say Anything. They're all great songs that I've been blarring through the headphones attached to my iPod recently. I think that this will be more of a laid back weekend then a party weekend though, so this week I'm going to take it down a knotch in the hardcore department but still keep it awesome.
This week I give you Boy In A Magazine by Socratic. Socratic is a band from New Jersey that has two full length albums out, Lunch For The Sky(2005) and Spread The Rumors(2008) which was produced by none other than Mark Hoppus. They also have two EP's It's Getting Late(2001) and Just Turn(2006). They are currently signed to Drive-Thru Records.
To hear more go to their myspace: www.myspace.com/socratic
Later Days
Santi
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Hump Day Funny
Today, I was giving a physical to a 14 year old boy (I do this regularly, I'm a physician). When I asked him to pull down his pants to check his penis, he did, and had a massive erection. Even more, when I hunched over to feel his scrotum, he started sperming all over my chest and face. FML
Today, I was giving a physical to a 14 year old boy (I do this regularly, I'm a physician). When I asked him to pull down his pants to check his penis, he did, and had a massive erection. Even more, when I hunched over to feel his scrotum, he started sperming all over my chest and face. FML
Coffee Shop Blues
She sat across from him. Her arms crossed, leg shaking nervously and avoiding eye contact at all costs. She knew it had to be done, but actually doing it seemed virtually impossible.
As they sat in silence, sipping their over priced lattes, she thought about their time togeather. She thought about the good times and the bad. All that is wrong with their relationship and all that is right. All of the good he brings into her life as well as the bad. They'd been through a lot over the past two years.
She opens her moth to speak but quickly stops herself as he breaks the silence. He tells her that they aren't compatible. They want different things and are going in He feels that it's best it's best that they quit while they are ahead and go on to live their own lives.
He had big plans for his future. He was going to school, moving to a new city and going to make something of himself. He didn't want or need the commitment that a long term relationship required. He felt that she could understand and would agree with him. He was relieved that she'd called this meeting.
He stood up and tossed a ten on the table to cover the bill. He wished her the best of luck and kissed her cheek. As he walked out of her life she whispered to her self "I'm three months pregnant. It's yours."
She watched him from the window get into his car. He watched the tears stream down her face and fall into her over sized coffee cup. Without a second thought he pulled out of the parking lot, never to see or care for the girl in the coffee shop again.
She sat across from him. Her arms crossed, leg shaking nervously and avoiding eye contact at all costs. She knew it had to be done, but actually doing it seemed virtually impossible.
As they sat in silence, sipping their over priced lattes, she thought about their time togeather. She thought about the good times and the bad. All that is wrong with their relationship and all that is right. All of the good he brings into her life as well as the bad. They'd been through a lot over the past two years.
She opens her moth to speak but quickly stops herself as he breaks the silence. He tells her that they aren't compatible. They want different things and are going in He feels that it's best it's best that they quit while they are ahead and go on to live their own lives.
He had big plans for his future. He was going to school, moving to a new city and going to make something of himself. He didn't want or need the commitment that a long term relationship required. He felt that she could understand and would agree with him. He was relieved that she'd called this meeting.
He stood up and tossed a ten on the table to cover the bill. He wished her the best of luck and kissed her cheek. As he walked out of her life she whispered to her self "I'm three months pregnant. It's yours."
She watched him from the window get into his car. He watched the tears stream down her face and fall into her over sized coffee cup. Without a second thought he pulled out of the parking lot, never to see or care for the girl in the coffee shop again.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
This Is For Keeps
I know I have found the one I will spend eternity with when everything that once felt awkward and forced feels right and can be done without though and with ease.
"This Is For Keeps"
The streets are dark, my pulse is flat-lined
as I'm running to you
You sit completely unaware of what I'm about to do
The air is thick with tension much like when we are together
My fangs are aching as I'm pondering about you and I forever
As I round your corner
I am nervous that you won't be my lover
I knock three times and hope that my pale complexion won't blow my cover
You answer the door with your innocent face
Would you like to leave this human race, tonight?
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
My brain is pumping an unusual secretion of lust
Your eyes are softer now
and your chin, it drips a bloody color of rust
I am raising up the stakes of this round, I am playing for keeps
Oh, would you like to leave this human race, tonight?
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
Follow me into the sea
We'll drown together and immortalize you and me
Leave behind this lonely town
We're both better than this, it's not worth being down
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
Follow me into the sea
We'll drown together and immortalize you and me
Leave behind this lonely town (eternally)
We're both better than this, it's not worth being down (eternally)
I know I have found the one I will spend eternity with when everything that once felt awkward and forced feels right and can be done without though and with ease.
"This Is For Keeps"
The streets are dark, my pulse is flat-lined
as I'm running to you
You sit completely unaware of what I'm about to do
The air is thick with tension much like when we are together
My fangs are aching as I'm pondering about you and I forever
As I round your corner
I am nervous that you won't be my lover
I knock three times and hope that my pale complexion won't blow my cover
You answer the door with your innocent face
Would you like to leave this human race, tonight?
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
My brain is pumping an unusual secretion of lust
Your eyes are softer now
and your chin, it drips a bloody color of rust
I am raising up the stakes of this round, I am playing for keeps
Oh, would you like to leave this human race, tonight?
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
Follow me into the sea
We'll drown together and immortalize you and me
Leave behind this lonely town
We're both better than this, it's not worth being down
Eternity will never be enough for me
and eternally we'll live our infallible love
Follow me into the sea
We'll drown together and immortalize you and me
Leave behind this lonely town (eternally)
We're both better than this, it's not worth being down (eternally)
Monday, September 07, 2009
Ginger Ale
Ginger ale is a solid soft drink that does not get nearly enough credit. As I sit here sipping a nice cold glass of it, I thought I would give it some much needed and overdue props.
When I was young(er) we used to visit my aunt and uncle every Christmas eve. When I was offered a drink ginger ale was always an option and always my first choice. Whenever the bubbles tickle my nose I almost always think of my Uncle.
Another good thing about ginger ale is that it is more fizzy than every other pop. Why is this good you ask? Well, I will tell you. Being a young, but of drinking age, girl I like to mix different things togeaher to make good drinks. I always want my drinks to be a little fizzy but when I mix my alcohol with pop the pop almost always looses it's fizz withing a few minutes. Ginger ale not only keeps it's fizz when mixed but also manages to mask the taste on the vodka. It's a beautiful thing.
Later Days
Santi
Ginger ale is a solid soft drink that does not get nearly enough credit. As I sit here sipping a nice cold glass of it, I thought I would give it some much needed and overdue props.
When I was young(er) we used to visit my aunt and uncle every Christmas eve. When I was offered a drink ginger ale was always an option and always my first choice. Whenever the bubbles tickle my nose I almost always think of my Uncle.
Another good thing about ginger ale is that it is more fizzy than every other pop. Why is this good you ask? Well, I will tell you. Being a young, but of drinking age, girl I like to mix different things togeaher to make good drinks. I always want my drinks to be a little fizzy but when I mix my alcohol with pop the pop almost always looses it's fizz withing a few minutes. Ginger ale not only keeps it's fizz when mixed but also manages to mask the taste on the vodka. It's a beautiful thing.
Later Days
Santi
Friday, September 04, 2009
His girl Friday's Weekend Kickoff Song
Today marks the last unnofficial weekend of summer. Technically summer doesn't end until mid September but we all know that when the kids go back to school everyong gets into autumn mode. Not only is it you last unofficial weekend of summer, it's a long weekend aswell. So to celebrate the long weekend, end of summer and the factt hat I finished the first chapter in the book I'm helping to write you are getting three songs this week.
Say Anything - Walk Through Hell
I've really gotten into Say Anything lately. I eneded up putting this song on repeat while I finished writing. It's not exactly the pumped up party Anthem you were looking for... but I enjoy it.
Say Anything is a band from LA, California. I could sit here and write you up a bio on them or I could direct you to one filled with humour and sarcasm written by front man Max Bemis himself. You can read it by going here: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Say-Anything-Biography/82762B74C5C8E36448256D0A00397FE5 I'd make it a clickable link but every time I do it doesn't work... so don't be lazy and copy and paste it into your address bar kids. I know you don't believe in physical activity any more and prefer to avoid sunlight but surely this isn't too much work for you! If you want to here more of them check out their myspace: www.myspace.com/sayanything
I find it kind of cool/strange that unless you're a huge band like blink-182 or fall out boy or something you don't have an actual website to call your own. With social networking sites like myspace, pure volume and faebook I guess there really isn't a need for your own domain and these pages are free, but it's still strange. Anyways... on to song number two.
Semi Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind
An oldie, but a goldie. I have no idea what this strange video is other than the fact that it has the song I needed, so take it with a grain of salt and if you enjoy it than it's a bonus. Here's a link to their bio: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Third-Eye-Blind-Biography/906FDFD70467FEA3482568B1003576DE
And Last but not least I give you song number three
Weightless - All Time Low
When I first started writing in this blog I said that this was going to be my summer anthem. It's a rad song to rock out to and the video is pretty funny. www.myspace.com/alltimelow
Alright Kids, that's it for me...
Later Days
Santi
Today marks the last unnofficial weekend of summer. Technically summer doesn't end until mid September but we all know that when the kids go back to school everyong gets into autumn mode. Not only is it you last unofficial weekend of summer, it's a long weekend aswell. So to celebrate the long weekend, end of summer and the factt hat I finished the first chapter in the book I'm helping to write you are getting three songs this week.
Say Anything - Walk Through Hell
I've really gotten into Say Anything lately. I eneded up putting this song on repeat while I finished writing. It's not exactly the pumped up party Anthem you were looking for... but I enjoy it.
Say Anything is a band from LA, California. I could sit here and write you up a bio on them or I could direct you to one filled with humour and sarcasm written by front man Max Bemis himself. You can read it by going here: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Say-Anything-Biography/82762B74C5C8E36448256D0A00397FE5 I'd make it a clickable link but every time I do it doesn't work... so don't be lazy and copy and paste it into your address bar kids. I know you don't believe in physical activity any more and prefer to avoid sunlight but surely this isn't too much work for you! If you want to here more of them check out their myspace: www.myspace.com/sayanything
I find it kind of cool/strange that unless you're a huge band like blink-182 or fall out boy or something you don't have an actual website to call your own. With social networking sites like myspace, pure volume and faebook I guess there really isn't a need for your own domain and these pages are free, but it's still strange. Anyways... on to song number two.
Semi Charmed Life - Third Eye Blind
An oldie, but a goldie. I have no idea what this strange video is other than the fact that it has the song I needed, so take it with a grain of salt and if you enjoy it than it's a bonus. Here's a link to their bio: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Third-Eye-Blind-Biography/906FDFD70467FEA3482568B1003576DE
And Last but not least I give you song number three
Weightless - All Time Low
When I first started writing in this blog I said that this was going to be my summer anthem. It's a rad song to rock out to and the video is pretty funny. www.myspace.com/alltimelow
Alright Kids, that's it for me...
Later Days
Santi
Slow Motion
Hello
I'm sure this will post with Friday's date on it, as it's 3am so technically speaking it is in fact Friday, but this is not your weekend kick off song. I haven't gone to bed yet so I still count it Thursday. That doesn't say much though because I will stay up until 4 or 5 on most nights.
I usually fall asleep to a movie but my dvd player no longer works. I'm actually trying to be productive and finish the first chapter of the book I am writting with my friends. Seeing how I have more free time, I'm starting it off. I've temporarily entitled it Naive, but I'm sure it will be changed about a million times before we finish it, although I really do love the word and find it very fitting for our book.
I never do anything without listening to music at the same time, so I've been playing a whole mess of different things. The song I wanted to share with you is an older one called Slow Motion by a band called Third Eye Blind. It's a very low key and mellow song but the lyrics will blow you away. Enjoy.
Later Days
Santi
Hello
I'm sure this will post with Friday's date on it, as it's 3am so technically speaking it is in fact Friday, but this is not your weekend kick off song. I haven't gone to bed yet so I still count it Thursday. That doesn't say much though because I will stay up until 4 or 5 on most nights.
I usually fall asleep to a movie but my dvd player no longer works. I'm actually trying to be productive and finish the first chapter of the book I am writting with my friends. Seeing how I have more free time, I'm starting it off. I've temporarily entitled it Naive, but I'm sure it will be changed about a million times before we finish it, although I really do love the word and find it very fitting for our book.
I never do anything without listening to music at the same time, so I've been playing a whole mess of different things. The song I wanted to share with you is an older one called Slow Motion by a band called Third Eye Blind. It's a very low key and mellow song but the lyrics will blow you away. Enjoy.
Later Days
Santi
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
If I Were A Boy...
Some times when I am bored or left with my thoughts I come up with the most random and strange things. Some examples would be how to market, sell and physically gift time, what if our pets were actually born with names and we're calling them the wrong thing, and how to own the entire continent of Africa.
There is one reocurring thought that I just can't seem to shake though. I think that should have been born a boy. It's not a sexual thing. I don't want to trade in my goods for different parts. I am comfortable and happy being female and I am very much attracted to the opposite sex. With fine specimins like William Beckett, Zac Efron, Dane Cook, Robert Pattinson, Alex Gaskrath, and even Mark Hoppus how could you not find men appealing?
It's really more of a fitting in sort of deal. I have an interesting sense of humour. I love crude and sexual jokes and am constantly telling them. I do and say random things for no other reason other than it seemed like an entertaining thing to do. If I were a dude the things I say or do would be considered normal, funny and well liked. Because I'm a girl I'm view as strange and awkward.
There are tons of short and or chubby guys that make it in the world just fine. Look at the entertainment industry! Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Seth Rogan, Jonah Hill, Michael Cera... they're all awkward and don't exactly scream Hollywood. The girls in Hollywood all fit the same mold.
It's cool though. I like being an equired taste. If being a short, chubby, awkard girl means I need to work harder to deliver the punch line then so be it. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go put on a dress, watch twilight, wax my bikini line and girl it up so that all 1.5 of my readers don't get them impression that I want to moonlight as a cross dresser or become a tranny.
Later Days
Santi
Some times when I am bored or left with my thoughts I come up with the most random and strange things. Some examples would be how to market, sell and physically gift time, what if our pets were actually born with names and we're calling them the wrong thing, and how to own the entire continent of Africa.
There is one reocurring thought that I just can't seem to shake though. I think that should have been born a boy. It's not a sexual thing. I don't want to trade in my goods for different parts. I am comfortable and happy being female and I am very much attracted to the opposite sex. With fine specimins like William Beckett, Zac Efron, Dane Cook, Robert Pattinson, Alex Gaskrath, and even Mark Hoppus how could you not find men appealing?
It's really more of a fitting in sort of deal. I have an interesting sense of humour. I love crude and sexual jokes and am constantly telling them. I do and say random things for no other reason other than it seemed like an entertaining thing to do. If I were a dude the things I say or do would be considered normal, funny and well liked. Because I'm a girl I'm view as strange and awkward.
There are tons of short and or chubby guys that make it in the world just fine. Look at the entertainment industry! Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Seth Rogan, Jonah Hill, Michael Cera... they're all awkward and don't exactly scream Hollywood. The girls in Hollywood all fit the same mold.
It's cool though. I like being an equired taste. If being a short, chubby, awkard girl means I need to work harder to deliver the punch line then so be it. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go put on a dress, watch twilight, wax my bikini line and girl it up so that all 1.5 of my readers don't get them impression that I want to moonlight as a cross dresser or become a tranny.
Later Days
Santi
Family Friend
Here you sit, lounging about on my chest and stomach. Quietly purring as I make long, slow strokes from your head to your tail. You really are a nuisence to me. You get sick all over my carpet, traded your litter box for several pairs of my shoes, left clumps of hair all over my freshly washed sheets and you don't listen to anything you're told. Over the years I've developed an alergy to you. My nose and eyes become itchy, red, irritated and runny when you sleep with me. Unfortuneatly I don't have the heart to kick you out. You run this place and every one and every pet knows it. You have an attitude problem and are rarely affectionate. You are above any sort of play. It is for these reasons that you've probably stayed with our family for so long. You are just as much a family member as I am. It pains me to know that your days are numbered. In your old age you've picked up some nasty habbits we just can't seem to break. You've been the only predictable thing in this family and I found comfort in that. I will not complain when you harass me for canned food, take over me bed or leave hair balls on the floor. I have appreciated your companionship over the last 13 years. Although it may not have been evident to everyone else you have always been mine and we have always been yours.
Here you sit, lounging about on my chest and stomach. Quietly purring as I make long, slow strokes from your head to your tail. You really are a nuisence to me. You get sick all over my carpet, traded your litter box for several pairs of my shoes, left clumps of hair all over my freshly washed sheets and you don't listen to anything you're told. Over the years I've developed an alergy to you. My nose and eyes become itchy, red, irritated and runny when you sleep with me. Unfortuneatly I don't have the heart to kick you out. You run this place and every one and every pet knows it. You have an attitude problem and are rarely affectionate. You are above any sort of play. It is for these reasons that you've probably stayed with our family for so long. You are just as much a family member as I am. It pains me to know that your days are numbered. In your old age you've picked up some nasty habbits we just can't seem to break. You've been the only predictable thing in this family and I found comfort in that. I will not complain when you harass me for canned food, take over me bed or leave hair balls on the floor. I have appreciated your companionship over the last 13 years. Although it may not have been evident to everyone else you have always been mine and we have always been yours.
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