Archive for November, 2002
Wood Floor Kickin’
Posted by Erundur Anwamehtar on November 25th, 2002, at 12:56pm

Hi. I’ve recently returned from my bi-weekly country-swing dancing excursion. It rocked like crazy, as usual. I’m now sore, tired, and worn out, but that’s ok. I enjoyed it. Thank you, ladies, it’s a pleasure to dance with you all. (If I danced with you tonight, the previous line is meant for you.)

I think I have a Japanese skit script to write. I screwed up and missed a meeting I was supposed to have today to work on it with a classmate. Can you say “I screwed up horribly?”

Last night a range of emotions ran its course through me, and today (and tomorrow, which is where I’m technically at right now) has involved a hard process of living with but also dealing with them. I’m not sure it worked very well. Whelp, let God do what he will. Whatever ends up happening through everything I’m experiencing this semester has a purpose.

And with that finely rendered note finished, I shall depart to the glorious goodness of my bed. To write a skit. G’night.

Ignore If You Hate Whiners
Posted by Erundur Anwamehtar on November 25th, 2002, at 11:09am

All I want for Christmas (aside from the things I’ve already asked my parents for), is a few dollars. For $7 a month I can set this site up on a decent webhost (i.o.w., not my computer) and for $15/yr I can get a cool domain name (digitalhobo.com is taken, so I’ll have to settle for something like freakyweirdhobowithabeard.com). Argh. Click the PayPal link on the site if you wanna help “Make a Donation” to this fine, charitable cause. mmm… the fresh smell of sarcasm in the mid-morning

You’ll LOVE It
Posted by Erundur Anwamehtar on November 25th, 2002, at 10:55am

This site I highly recommend. It’s entertaining and cool and stuff.

The Last Few Days
Posted by Erundur Anwamehtar on November 23rd, 2002, at 2:34am

The last few days have been pretty cool. Better than the first few this week, anyway. I’ve been able to have some good quiet times reading the Bible and praying. I’ve also had some good conversations with some of my friends and been encouraged by that.

The next few days aren’t going to be especially busy. I’ve got a lot of work to do for a paper I have due after break. I’m rather afraid of this paper because I haven’t done much reading of the materials that it deals with. In essence… it’s going to be hard. With Thanksgiving coming so quickly, I’m afraid I’ll put it off to long and suffer the consequences.

Thursday night was fun. Listened to Cora play the piano, took some seventeen.com quizzes (What type of shoes fit your personality?), and chatted. Also got to hang out for a while with Phil, Tracy, and Kristen P.

Last night was fun, too. Nav Nite then Crescent Moon. After that (about midnight), Cora, Justin, Keith, Misty, and I came back to Pound and watched She’s All That. Fact: this was the first movie I ever owned. We had to rent it last night, though, cause I gave this movie to my mother after freshman year of college due to the ridicule of some friends from that year. Anyway, it’s a half-decent movie and I’ve got too many lines memorized. Next time we watch a movie though, we need a good guy-flick. We Were Soldiers or something similarly cool.

I’m going to try to hang out with Cramer today. Other then that, I read a chapter of Wild at Heart and now I’m planning on doing a tad bit of homework. Latez!

Saliva - Always
Posted by Erundur Anwamehtar on November 20th, 2002, at 2:42pm

Band: Saliva
Song: Always

I hear, a voice say “Don’t be so blind”
It’s telling me all of these things
That you would probably hide!
Am I the reason you breathe
Or am I the reason you cry?

Always, always, always,
I just can’t live without you!

I love you!
I hate you!
I can’t live without you!
I breathe you,
I taste you!
I just can’t live without you!
I just can’t take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess then I’m out that door
And now I’m done with you!

(Done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you)

I feel, like you don’t want me around
I guess I’ll pack all my things
And I’ll see you around
It’s all, been bottled up till now
As I walk out your door
All I can hear is the sound

Always, always, always,
I just can’t live without you!

I love you,
I hate you,
I can’t live without you!
I breathe you,
I taste you,
I just can’t live without you!
I just can’t take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess that I’m out the door
And now I’m done with you.

I love you,
I hate you,
I just can’t live without you.

I left you my heart,
Why would you tear it apart?

Always, always, always, always.

I see, the blood all over your hands
Does it make you feel, more like a man?
Was it all, just a part of your plan?
The pistol’s shakin’ in my hands
And all I hear is the sound.

I love you,
I hate you,
I just cant live without you!
I breathe you,
I taste you,
I just can’t live without you!
I just can’t take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess then i’m out that door
And now i’m done with you.

I love you,
I hate you,
I just can’t live without you!
I love you,
I hate you,
I just can’t live without you.
I just can’t take anymore
This life of solitude
I pick myself off the floor,
And now i’m done with you.

Always,
Always,
Always.