unfaithful

i have been unfaithful to my blog. i haven't cheated on it, but i have been into updating it as often as i should. i don't think people read it so, if you do just leave a comment, say, 'hi' or something. it's enough motivation.

lately i have had this line from a song by this town needs guns--"[...]yesteryear still rings in my ear[...]" simple enough, right? it is in the song "if i sit still maybe i'll get out of here"
so i don't know if it is just because, or if my subconscious is wanting me to rehash things for further investigation. that sounds stupid. anyway its a good song and a great band so you should check them out.

i went through my notepad in my phone today, and i found this poem. I don't know if i wrote it, or if i read it somewhere so i wrote in there. it's from tuesday, december 9 at 2:45 am:
one time.
in the incipiency.
he.thought.
that i though. passion over vision.
person over impression.

clearly i was drunk if i was awake this time. also clear through my molestation of punctuation.

i googled the whole thing, the closest thing i found to it was this: Emerson's Essay XI Intellect from Essays First Series. it is a pretty cool little read, i hadn't read it before.
but i was quite pleased with both, what little i wrote, and the plethora that Emerson had to offer.

i have started making christmas presents for my co-workers again, last year i made a collection of skulls, this year just a gnome for one person. he is sitting on his jenga blcok brother, for he is carved from one himself. the back drop is the sweater vest i am working on for myself. the picture is shitty because it is from my phone and vzwpix.com sucks.


i'm pleased with that for now i guess.