Oh shiz, here we go, let's take a journey!
Tell me Gabriel, do you get influenced by the music you listen to when you write these things?
Oh yes, I sip gin & juice and let loose, letting my fingers do the walking on my sexy grey keyboard that I picked up a few years ago on the sidewalk in the neighbourhood. I once tried to burn the cable with a lighter because I thought it was possessed by California Girls.
I think California Girls, the song, is a mind-control technique aimed at getting people over to California to bring tourism. I don't think every girl in California is a daisy duke. I will deny them.
I should continue my music balancer blog, where I try to even out the music. What counters Katy Perry is Arcade Fire, so let's go see what the suburbs are up to.
INTERVENTION. With the little triangle, it goes "ding ding ding!".
I probably need to be a little careful, because if what I write is complete and utter nonsense, Google might decided to delete this entry because their spam-detector will be hitting the fan.
Rant rant rant? Okay, twice now I've tried unsuccessfully to pick up a mediocre 50 dollar cheque from this big office downtown for work that I did for them... what could I possibly do with a 50 dollar cheque, you might be wondering?
Well, most of my money these days goes to buying food when I don't have time to pack a lunch, which is a terrible expense. But I'm trying to save it for something or another, maybe some origami paper... or maybe I should invest it somewhere, that would be the wise option. Unfortunately, 50 dollars isn't very much - oh sure it is, it can buy you a hundred burritos in Nicaragua.
But when will I make it to Nicaragua? I really should find a job here first, so I can save my money and go places and do things that normal young adults usually do at this age, because that's what I want to do - just be your average regular everyday normal guy. The other day, I was with some friends and I asked this girl to "Call me maybe", and it's the closest I've really ever come to asking a girl out, except that one time at Starbucks when I walked in wearing my Birkenstock knockoffs and straight up asked for her number.
I think she was just being nice when she said "Sorry, I'm taken, but you made my night!". What, did I make your night because I may or may not have been at your standard of what you look for in a guy?
Well, it doesn't matter to me, because my theory of relativity (I still have no clue what Einstein's is) states that eventually we all will find our missing half, somewhere in the universe. If not in this universe, well, then in a parallel universe where things might be different and necessarily better.
I should share my deep philosophical theories on here more often, like my spectrum theory that I use to shed light on why drugs are a good thing for humans and not altogether bad when placed in the right hands.
It's a lot easier to share theories when you have people who really truly care to listen, but because we're inundated with massive amounts of information everyday - through Youtube, Facebook, advertising billboards and sneaky marketing campaigns in subway stations (I'M LOOKING AT YOU, THE HUNGER GAMES), people really have no attention span anymore. It's terrible.
Yesterday was a fantastic day at Trinity Bellwoods park though, because I had my tarot cards with me and people were actually interested by them, and the two people who decided to get a reading were impressed by the answers they got! It really clicked with them, and I was really happy to hear that because I was doubting whether they would work with others or not.
So hey, it turns out that fairies really do exist, but I don't think they wear boots.
15/03/12
Lots of umms
I honestly didn't know I used so many umms in my speech.
If I learned anything from filming this one, it's that I need to stop being so unsure about what I want to say.
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If I learned anything from filming this one, it's that I need to stop being so unsure about what I want to say.
11/03/12
Read me maybe
Hey. I've always known you. And this is crazy! But here's my hotlink... so read me maybe!
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my hotlink... so read me maybe!
Before you strolled into my life I missed you so bad; I missed you so bad, I missed you so, so bad!
Before you linked to my site I missed you so bad; and you should know that! I missed you so, so bad!
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my number... so call me maybe!
And all the other bloggy girlssss, try to chase meeeee-
So I take it you're in a good mood?
WTF where did you come from?
You're my boyfriend!
Whoa... wait what? I have a girlfriend? You're joking right?
Who said you had a girlfriend?
Oh... You're starting to sound a lot like GladOS. You know who that is right?
Yeah, she likes to open portals and she's pretty mean. I'm much cooler!
Well... ANYWAY... Here I was, about to happily dedicate a post to Sgt. Kaleidoughscope's Lonely Hearts Club Blog. Because of course, that's what this place used to be called before it eventually turned into A Kaleidoughscope of Writings. A much better title, no?
Yes, and it also doesn't infringe on any copyrights.
That's always a plus.
So what are you going to do today, Gabriel?
If you must know, I'm going to finally finish that damn book report right before it's due. I also just came back from a bike ride 'cause it's sunny and-
Did you just openly admit to liking the sun?!
I complain about not seeing stars all night long so I figure I might as well not take the one I get to see practically daily for granted.
YAY! Let's go dance and sing and be merry and drink stupid wine-
Whoa whoa whoa, easy there. I have to finish my book report! Also, negative points for practically quoting Noah and the Whale.
:( This whole post is practically gushing about how much you love Carly Rae Jepsen!
:S ANYWAY, here's something that ought to add some spice to both our lives:
Remember this doozy? I posted it more than four years ago. I'm at a 1 right now.
Wow! You even labeled your axes!
Not very well mind you, but I think you get the gist of it. I think with my little goatee now, I might be pushing 30 once my hair grows out again...
So, ready for your next decree?
Sure.
Spiritual Decree #4: Lessen the use of sarcasm in your daily and online life unless you're actually being funny.
Ooooh I like this one. No really, I do! And it won't be too hard to follow this 'cause I've been practicing for a little while now. But occasionally, you meet that one person who is just so naive and-
Stop right there criminal scum!
Alright alright, no more sarcasm. Or as I like to explain it, it's time to close the sar-chasm.
Har har har.
HEY THAT WAS SARCASTIC!
The decrees are for you; not for me - I'm pretty much perfect.
Ugh, fine.
Last comment for today: What song were you just listening to?
You ain't seen nothing yet - Bachman Turner Overdrive. And then Nirvana came on and suddenly I really want to skip All Apologies. WOOHOOOO HIGHWAY STARRRRRRRRR!
:D
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my hotlink... so read me maybe!
Before you strolled into my life I missed you so bad; I missed you so bad, I missed you so, so bad!
Before you linked to my site I missed you so bad; and you should know that! I missed you so, so bad!
It's hard to read you right; you're so cool baaaby, but here's my number... so call me maybe!
And all the other bloggy girlssss, try to chase meeeee-
So I take it you're in a good mood?
WTF where did you come from?
You're my boyfriend!
Whoa... wait what? I have a girlfriend? You're joking right?
Who said you had a girlfriend?
Oh... You're starting to sound a lot like GladOS. You know who that is right?
Yeah, she likes to open portals and she's pretty mean. I'm much cooler!
Well... ANYWAY... Here I was, about to happily dedicate a post to Sgt. Kaleidoughscope's Lonely Hearts Club Blog. Because of course, that's what this place used to be called before it eventually turned into A Kaleidoughscope of Writings. A much better title, no?
Yes, and it also doesn't infringe on any copyrights.
That's always a plus.
So what are you going to do today, Gabriel?
If you must know, I'm going to finally finish that damn book report right before it's due. I also just came back from a bike ride 'cause it's sunny and-
Did you just openly admit to liking the sun?!
I complain about not seeing stars all night long so I figure I might as well not take the one I get to see practically daily for granted.
YAY! Let's go dance and sing and be merry and drink stupid wine-
Whoa whoa whoa, easy there. I have to finish my book report! Also, negative points for practically quoting Noah and the Whale.
:( This whole post is practically gushing about how much you love Carly Rae Jepsen!
:S ANYWAY, here's something that ought to add some spice to both our lives:
Remember this doozy? I posted it more than four years ago. I'm at a 1 right now.
Wow! You even labeled your axes!
Not very well mind you, but I think you get the gist of it. I think with my little goatee now, I might be pushing 30 once my hair grows out again...
So, ready for your next decree?
Sure.
Spiritual Decree #4: Lessen the use of sarcasm in your daily and online life unless you're actually being funny.
Ooooh I like this one. No really, I do! And it won't be too hard to follow this 'cause I've been practicing for a little while now. But occasionally, you meet that one person who is just so naive and-
Stop right there criminal scum!
Alright alright, no more sarcasm. Or as I like to explain it, it's time to close the sar-chasm.
Har har har.
HEY THAT WAS SARCASTIC!
The decrees are for you; not for me - I'm pretty much perfect.
Ugh, fine.
Last comment for today: What song were you just listening to?
You ain't seen nothing yet - Bachman Turner Overdrive. And then Nirvana came on and suddenly I really want to skip All Apologies. WOOHOOOO HIGHWAY STARRRRRRRRR!
:D
10/03/12
Full lustre poetry
Sometimes I feel like my best friends are total strangers
Sometimes I feel like total strangers don't want to be my friend
Sometimes I feel like music's telling me to leave
Sometimes I feel like leaving music out of it
Sometimes I like to pretend like I know what the word love is supposed to be
Sometimes I pretend to have to care about her
She's elusive, but only because I'm more elusive than her
She's confident because she wants to be there for me
Flowing like a river; cool and remote like a dancing girl
Burning me with fire; hot in proximity like a flame
The poet and the pendulum sway with each other;
they know how to swing
from one life
to another.
Sometimes I feel like total strangers don't want to be my friend
Sometimes I feel like music's telling me to leave
Sometimes I feel like leaving music out of it
Sometimes I like to pretend like I know what the word love is supposed to be
Sometimes I pretend to have to care about her
She's elusive, but only because I'm more elusive than her
She's confident because she wants to be there for me
Flowing like a river; cool and remote like a dancing girl
Burning me with fire; hot in proximity like a flame
The poet and the pendulum sway with each other;
they know how to swing
from one life
to another.
08/03/12
Choosing De Cree
Hi!
Oh, it's -you- again. Well, I'm doing well on the junk food front, if you must know.
Good, I was hoping you'd say that.
Yeah, it's pretty hard though, because there's so much junk food everywhere I go.
Just remember that you have no idea where that stuff comes from or what that stuff is, really. Just because it tastes good doesn't mean it should go in your mouth.
I hate corporate interests that intervene with regular human life in order to profit off of desperate-
Ooookay, we're going to steer clear of that idea for now; your aim is to find your own sense of happiness, remember?
Right, right. As Lux would say, "Stay positive! ^_^".
Since you're actively trying to respect the decrees, I'll give you a choice for today as a present. Sleep or activity?
Oh, let's go for sleep. I've been plagued with sleep troubles since my teenage years. I'm kind of going to miss my erratic sleep patterns though... you meet the strangest and most interesting people at the dead hours of the night. It's the dark-after, after all, where human nature gets decomposed like my compost bin on Monday nights.
Right-o.
Spiritual decree #3: Go to bed before 1 am, every night of the week. Your aim is 11 pm, but this will take a while given your present love affair with going to bed at, shall we say, ungodly hours.
Am I right in assuming that this decree is flexible; for example, if I'm out partying at a friend's place?
Partying? Your goal is to be happy, not to have fun!
WHAT?
Just kidding! Of course this one's flexible, but it's really important to respect it as much as possible. There are very few things more essential to mammals than sleep. Sanity starts with good sleep patterns and you know that.
Yeah, I knew that. Sometimes it's fun to feel a little wonky! I suppose I am guilty of being a little -too- wonky sometimes...
Je sais, mon amour.
Whoa whoa whoa, let's not get into pet names now. Also, why are you in red now?
Because I love you.
ಠ_ಠ
Okay! See you next time!
Enthusiasm, thou art a bitch.
Watch your language!
This is MY blog you know!
:)
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Oh, it's -you- again. Well, I'm doing well on the junk food front, if you must know.
Good, I was hoping you'd say that.
Yeah, it's pretty hard though, because there's so much junk food everywhere I go.
Just remember that you have no idea where that stuff comes from or what that stuff is, really. Just because it tastes good doesn't mean it should go in your mouth.
I hate corporate interests that intervene with regular human life in order to profit off of desperate-
Ooookay, we're going to steer clear of that idea for now; your aim is to find your own sense of happiness, remember?
Right, right. As Lux would say, "Stay positive! ^_^".
Since you're actively trying to respect the decrees, I'll give you a choice for today as a present. Sleep or activity?
Oh, let's go for sleep. I've been plagued with sleep troubles since my teenage years. I'm kind of going to miss my erratic sleep patterns though... you meet the strangest and most interesting people at the dead hours of the night. It's the dark-after, after all, where human nature gets decomposed like my compost bin on Monday nights.
Right-o.
Spiritual decree #3: Go to bed before 1 am, every night of the week. Your aim is 11 pm, but this will take a while given your present love affair with going to bed at, shall we say, ungodly hours.
Am I right in assuming that this decree is flexible; for example, if I'm out partying at a friend's place?
Partying? Your goal is to be happy, not to have fun!
WHAT?
Just kidding! Of course this one's flexible, but it's really important to respect it as much as possible. There are very few things more essential to mammals than sleep. Sanity starts with good sleep patterns and you know that.
Yeah, I knew that. Sometimes it's fun to feel a little wonky! I suppose I am guilty of being a little -too- wonky sometimes...
Je sais, mon amour.
Whoa whoa whoa, let's not get into pet names now. Also, why are you in red now?
Because I love you.
ಠ_ಠ
Okay! See you next time!
Enthusiasm, thou art a bitch.
Watch your language!
This is MY blog you know!
:)
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Musical Decree
Hi. It's me again.
Oh god, what now.
Did you manage not to each junk food since last night?
I... I don't know... It all happened so fast...
What do you mean?
It was 3 am and I was practically starving... and that box of cheerios, with the cute bee and little crispy round things... I just couldn't stop myself.
Stop yourself from...?
OKAY OKAY I ADMIT MY DEED! I ATE A WHOLE BOWL OF DELICIOUS HONEY NUT CHEERIOS WITH A COPIOUS AMOUNT OF 3.25% MILK LATE LAST NIGHT BECAUSE I COULDN'T SLEEP.
Anything else you care to confess?
This is starting to get creepy. I had a few bites of chocolate Haagen-Dazs and a bit of sorbet, but otherwise I'm clean today, I swear!
Good job!
Gee.. thanks?
Are you ready for your next ordinance?
Why do you have to act so formal? Yes I'm ready. I think I did okay on the first decree. You kind of remind me of someone from the fifth Harry Potter book, though...
I'm much nicer than that evil witch.
Yeah, and a little more sentient, too...
Spiritual decree #2: Play your djembe at least a few times per week at first, then augment to at least 10 minutes per day during daylight.
Hmm, I think I could do that. Do tell me, Guardian Angel, Spiritual Protector, whatever... What is the importance of this decree?
Well, music has massive healing powers, especially the drum because it's probably one of the most ancient instruments known to man. It fuels your soul in ways that no amount of Justin Bieber babies ever will, because it acts just like an external heartbeat to guide you. I'm not asking you to go to drum circles and solo (which would be super cool and you know it!), but just hearing a rhythm daily can bring a happy cadence to your life.
Solid. Sooo... should I start right now?
No. At this hour, you'll wake up the old lady next door to you that you've been using as an excuse not to practice. During the daytime and with spring approaching, there's no better time to commit to improving your musical talents, and you know it!
I think your enthusiasm is rubbing off on me. I hate it when that happens...
Cheer up buttercup!
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Oh god, what now.
Did you manage not to each junk food since last night?
I... I don't know... It all happened so fast...
What do you mean?
It was 3 am and I was practically starving... and that box of cheerios, with the cute bee and little crispy round things... I just couldn't stop myself.
Stop yourself from...?
OKAY OKAY I ADMIT MY DEED! I ATE A WHOLE BOWL OF DELICIOUS HONEY NUT CHEERIOS WITH A COPIOUS AMOUNT OF 3.25% MILK LATE LAST NIGHT BECAUSE I COULDN'T SLEEP.
Anything else you care to confess?
This is starting to get creepy. I had a few bites of chocolate Haagen-Dazs and a bit of sorbet, but otherwise I'm clean today, I swear!
Good job!
Gee.. thanks?
Are you ready for your next ordinance?
Why do you have to act so formal? Yes I'm ready. I think I did okay on the first decree. You kind of remind me of someone from the fifth Harry Potter book, though...
I'm much nicer than that evil witch.
Yeah, and a little more sentient, too...
Spiritual decree #2: Play your djembe at least a few times per week at first, then augment to at least 10 minutes per day during daylight.
Hmm, I think I could do that. Do tell me, Guardian Angel, Spiritual Protector, whatever... What is the importance of this decree?
Well, music has massive healing powers, especially the drum because it's probably one of the most ancient instruments known to man. It fuels your soul in ways that no amount of Justin Bieber babies ever will, because it acts just like an external heartbeat to guide you. I'm not asking you to go to drum circles and solo (which would be super cool and you know it!), but just hearing a rhythm daily can bring a happy cadence to your life.
Solid. Sooo... should I start right now?
No. At this hour, you'll wake up the old lady next door to you that you've been using as an excuse not to practice. During the daytime and with spring approaching, there's no better time to commit to improving your musical talents, and you know it!
I think your enthusiasm is rubbing off on me. I hate it when that happens...
Cheer up buttercup!
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