one quick thing:

the austerity of some of my posts makes me wonder

what i was feeling and frankly startles me at times.

 

i find it more than slightly interesting that

i feel like if anyone wanted to know me better

then they could just e-thumb through this ratty old 

shambles of a blog and at least have a taste of

what strange things go off in my head

instead i'm off doing real, dumb actions in real, dumb life

and thus it is known henceforth as 'eric woo' 

i wonder if someone that didn't know me at all

read this and met me for real

would even fathom the possibility

of two and two being four.

i suppose in the end

i just kind of wish people knew me better

because if they did

i think they'd like me better

or at least be nicer to the fool

 

"there is no angry way to say 'bubbles'. when depressed or upset,

i remember this and smile a bit."

thesongofabird, via reddit

sometimes i wonder if justin pierre and i

were separated at birth:

"...but i wore you down with my slapstick and passion/

tricks of the trade, i'm a loveable knave/

i'm a handful it's true."

not too many lulzworthy updates on here

so i'll just leave this semi-re-post here:

that is me on google maps 

yay i'm famous finally

something that i found as i vainly continue my quest to study -

i find myself in the window

of my self-influence,

cut clear and square

from the glassy thoughts.

instead of the weather pulling through

or the reflections of my quiet things

this view is jagged from me going

back and forth.

just the time of this life alone

cracks, tumbles, even leaks into

a thin sheet of my mind.

 

two quick thoughts on women:

1. i think my life will always and invariably be

linked/tied/broken up/kicked off/pulverized/magnetized/resplendetized

by girls named katherine/kate/katie

(note that resplendetized is a made-up word but

fuck i wanted it in there!)

2. carly rae jepsen, in writing "call me maybe"

essentially took what may have been a

one in hundred/thousand/ten thousand

shot for guys everywhere (maybe girls too)

and turned it into a fucking catchy as fuck pop song

that you won't be able to get out of your head

as you start saying "hey, i know this is crazy", etc.,

and you will just start laughing and saying "nvm, l8r lol"

fuck i need to get to bed at a reasonable hour 

ps i think it would actually be enjoyable to go to a
baseball game with a girl

noted

yes, my dear readers,

after days of introspection

i am back at it again

it's been a little while and many things have happened

since the last time we touched upon my

weird little mystery-manic-mumbled sack of life

that i lug around while everyone watches me queerly

erik got married

and that made me feel many things

let's enumerate:

1. i was more than adequately happy at the marriage

of my faux-brother, considering

he is my faux-brother

and i have more than one affection for him

2. i couldn't stop wondering how crazy life has gotten

to the point where i'm sitting at my best friend's wedding

and have no idea where i'm going next

3. many late night beers were drunk

and that was most pleasing

4. yes, yes, get it over with.

i cried at the wedding.

at least i held it together til the very end,

when erik was walking back from the alter

with his nouvelle-wife and he held his hand out

for a time-honored traditional high five

and i touched this nouveau-husband for a split second

and that was all that my mixed up emotions needed to release

(as per 'son of a gun': 

"i see little raindrops of love forming under your eyelids/

as i push you too far").

so now we're back at it again

except i got a pretty terrible eye infection

a note to all my dear readers -

please don't over-wear your contacts,

because eye infections hurt

LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER

anyhow

we'll see what the next weeks hold

as i dive back into living

and all the galloping goodness that comes with it

 

"if you just let me make my own mistakes/

i promise i'll behave only in the worst way."

the new mcs album is streaming today

this is my current favorite song from it 

 

it makes me want to find someone and

hug the love out of them

"i don't want to change your mind;

i don't want to change the world.

i just want to watch it go by;

i just want to watch you go by."

let's face it, dear readers,

i tend to flip flop quite a bit

at least i have the time to make things

so much better

life is very good sometimes

yes

it's the night time that creates these things

of mystery and twists of my body

where i wake up in the quieting light.

not just the time between

that i can't rest

but also the time behind my eyes,

so full and damp

it can swim away with the rest of them

deep into the abyss and perhaps

not be seen for a week's length.

i've had quite a week of insomnia;

i think since sunday or monday

i've gone to sleep no earlier than 4 or 5

which makes me tired and delirious to no end

today is the first day i got some normal-ish rest

i can't wait for the new mcs album to come out

this summer is going to be a weird one

but i still want all things

now just to find them

 

and life keeps grinding the fuck on

i took the "elevator route" for the first time today

which means i went through the hospital, took the elevator up

from the webster entrance,

and exited through the buchanan entrance

it was boring yet lovely

i've taken to talking to protocol in a weird scottish accent a lot of times

i'm not sure why

but i think he prefers it

maybe he is a european rabbit

he is currently sitting in my lap as i write this

and i thoroughly enjoy that

something i noted as i took my walk

through the park because i had a grande iced coffee

and im hyped as hell so i needed to do something

instead of lazying around my bed:

"he is coming from a part of hell/

where lightning blue eyes don't go down well"

i could do with a vacation i figure

because i think i'm losing little pieces of my brain

(see above)

it's interesting to wonder about all the

little intricacies of life that keep you up

i checked off all the things i wanted to do tonight:

1. get a sombrero

2. drink a lot

3. hang out with my friends

sometimes i find myself thinking about

how i got here and why

and i suppose that is why i am here right now

i think it's a wonderful life that we all live

even if it wasn't the way that you thought it would be

and even if you stumble along the way

in the end i suppose all things happen for a reason

especially those things that don't happen

the empty spaces give us some semblance

of the vast space that we live in

and make us feel good about what we fill in between

now if only i can keep moving forward

"it's only a matter of time"

if only

"I believe it's true 'cause nothing matters/

when I'm all wrapped up in you"

pretty, and pretty haunting, too

okay i'm done kicking myself to my bed

i'm just gonna put on some fleet foxes and call it a night

i mean technically i'll be studying implantology

but you know what i mean

i guess at some point everyone gets tired

of being tired of themselves