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I’m always going to associate this song with Scream, which unfortunately I can do nothing about. I still enjoy watching the video often. :-p
I’m going to catch so much shit for posting this.
George R.R. Martin: A Game of Thrones
Chris Dotson is adorable and does thee best David Lynch impression!
Had an early morning. Woke up and dressed to thee proverbial “nines” for court. I’m in awe and adoration of my lawyer. I wish I was in company like his more often. It kind of makes me regret all these tattoos I’ve adorned myself with. Seems like I only appeal to musicians and thee unemployed. When you’re young you can’t imagine that you would ever grow to a riper age- one in which you desire the solid, fascinating company of professionals. While waiting for the court to open, another defendant asked me if I were a public defender and I laughed. It was bittersweet though because a small smoldering of shame and regret burned in my mind and heart. It’s too late to be conventionally successful. I have too many personal problems and my appearance doesn’t help. However, there are creative possibilities, I s’pose. I really do miss acting…however, a female actress peaks at about 25 and I have passed that point. I’m resolving to pour everything into my writing.
Well the beach was sure swell, though there was less debauchery than I had anticipated…but it was still a treat. I’m anxious as fuck tonight for reasons I won’t go into in order to salvage the tiny shreds of pride I still still cling to. I really could go for some heavy sedation right about now.
Oh how swell would it be to just behave like a complete ass for a full day (or perhaps a few following)? I’m scheduled to leave for Pacific City for a 1.5 day vacay (if I can manage to wake my traveling companion) and I hope to behave as impulsively and irresponsibly as I’m naturally inclined to. I desire something of a Withnail/Hunter Thompson style binge resplendent with various goofs and giggles throughout the trip. The truth is, I’d much rather be traveling to Vegas than the Oregon coast but we make do with what we have. I plan to saddle up to the divey-est of bars along with my cohort and we shall play Johnny Cash on thee Juke unit until we are loose, and then to finish off the night we shall stick a 20 dollar bill in the music box and play “Foggy Mountain Breakdown” on repeat until the barmaid either unplugs the juke box or 86’s us- or both. Time will tell. Ah yes, only time shall tell.
