Round and round she goes. Where she stops? Nobody knows.
Work has just been utter chaos lately. Between keeping the new people in line, dealing with any problems that arise (especially at customer service) and trying to make us look good, I don’t get time to sell much anymore. Then again, when I do get a [...]
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Middle Ground (11/30/2005)
At times, inside, there are two voices screaming
Both of them yelling about everything I’m feeling
One filled with rage and burdened down with hate
The other is struggling to just find his place
So I hide in disgrace and keep you at a distance
I give in a little and then show some resistance
Cause I don’t even [...]
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Wallet Man (11/26/2005)
You sit there and talk without a single shred of evidence
I sit and respond without a single trace of hesitance
The whole damn precedence on which you have built this
Came to a fall when somebody else milked it
And used you for your money and tag and nothing power
They were pissing people off and doing [...]
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Crown for a Queen (11/26/2005)
If this life could have a script, would you like to be the writer?
Setting all the roles for all the pacifists and liars
Give them something to aspire for before it’s all taken
While the evidence states that everybody was mistaken
Then put him in a corner, crying, shaken and nervous
Away for a bit [...]
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Addcit’s Twitch (11/25/2005)
I’m staring at the screen trying to get myself inspired
It’s like I want to scream but the skill in me’s expired
It feels like the fire inside is about to be extinguished
As I sit here and twiddle both my thumbs and all my fingers
But it lingers inside my mind and I can feel it [...]
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Fucking Hidden (11/25/2005)
I stood waiting for the train at 86th and Bay Parkway
Listening to the music and just thinking of my dark ways
Living in a scarred haze of never trusting people
Labeling their smiles as misgiving and so evil
Feeling fucking feeble as she whispered I’m a cutie
She was smiling back at me as if she fucking [...]
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My Bible of Rebellion (11/21/2005)
I wouldn’t even know to breathe if it wasn’t for rhyming
A pen prick to bring to me my heart beating and timing
Those times that you can’t find me, I’ll be next to the pen
Both of us pouring ink ’til the cracks in us mend
Then we pack it in cement and give [...]
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I’ve been mellow lately. Brain drained would describe it, I guess. Stress at work, all the stress with my computer, writer’s block, and general confusion over things with Maria (yes, she’s back) and I’m just worn down. It’s a grind every day through everything I do and it doesn’t seem to be letting up in [...]
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Well, I finally got my new computer and, as of now, everything seems to be ok. Last night, I had an issue where my PATA WD HDD would not get recognized by my nforce4 board. After some research, it seems the particular drive has had known compatibility issues and there was nothing I could really [...]
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I didn’t want to post this yesterday because I didn’t want Stage Fright or Hypocrites on Earth to get pushed too far down the main page so quickly, but there’s no real good reason I should hold off anymore. You will be missed Eddie, you will be missed.
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