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Monday, March 22nd, 2004

    Time Event
    8:41a
    Songs by LTJ
    "Bad Scene And A Basement Show"

    Well the scene here he wants her back
    he's trying to use the phone
    she's hanging up he's given up
    he should've known
    looking lost then he wanders off
    and tries to sing along to some song he's never heard
    but just keeps mouthing all the words

    It gets worse before it's all over
    I know I'll get through this somehow
    It gets worse before it's all over
    and nothing's gonna change her mind for now

    Well the scene here he's still alone
    another band goes on in this crowded basement
    with too much small talk and lame inside jokes
    Feeling useless out of excuses
    he should've known to let it go
    she said "it's done"
    Second chances seem to never come

    It gets worse before it's all over
    I know I'll get through this somehow
    It gets worse before it's all over
    and nothing's gonna change her mind for now

    After all the bad endings and misunderstandings
    and all of the late night last hopes and lost time
    and all that she left for me wasonly a memory
    all I can say is she don't understand me



    "Malt Liquor Tastes Better When You've Got Problems"

    And I've been so busy trying
    that I've only wound up living
    weekend to weekend
    getting by just simply "trying"

    And I should be out looking for a job
    but only wind up heading for a stiff drink
    Left with nothing else so I think
    "it's time to stumble home"

    So I say Hello to wasted hours
    and I say bottoms up to better days

    I've been so busy dying
    that I've always wound up living
    paycheck to paycheck
    scraping by but hardly trying
    what will it take to get me out of bed
    when half the check goes to rent
    the other half goes to debt

    I should be out looking for another job
    Instead I stumble home

    Another day not trying
    there's no one left to blame
    it's just the routine and the repetition
    The routine and the repetition
    The routine and the repetition
    I've spun out of control



    "Magnetic North"

    There's been borders and there'll be boundaries
    and there's been times misidirection's found me
    There's been clear heads and there'll be clean slates
    and times we'd find we'd pass the night away thinking

    Everyone here hates everyone here
    for doing the same thing that they do

    There's been new starts and they'll be no sleep
    and there's been times when inspiration's found me
    and there's been walls built and there's been worse days
    and times we'd find we spent the night awake thinking

    Everyone here hates everyone here
    for doing the same thing that they do

    All those people they keep watching me
    All those people that hate me
    All those people they watch me
    All those people are just like me



    "Hell Looks A Lot Like L.A."

    He got in his car and told himself to drive
    gotta leave it all behind if he wants to feel alive
    19 and lost and never thought he'd ever leave this place
    vacant mind from endless grind so what's to lose anyways
    Another fast food job?
    Another 8 to 5 day?

    Ten minutes and two miles is just a mile too many today
    and you can see why it's easy to say
    Y'know that hell looks a lot like L.A.

    Six months ago was the last she felt alive
    moved down from the north and told herself she'd try
    18 and lost and never thought this place would change
    ignored and bored the same feelings as yesterday
    she said it's way too much more than she could take
    it's one less car that's in the way

    Ten minutes and two miles is just a mile too many today
    and you can see why it's easy to say
    Y'know that hell looks a lot like L.A.
    Y'know that hell looks a lot like L.A.


    Current Mood: groggy
    Current Music: "Hell Look a Lot Like LA", LTJ
    9:16p
    Apprenticing for Humour
    Bill (About Sam): You ask him what time it is, he tells you how to build a clock.
    Bill (About Nick): He's like the guy who jumps out of an airplane without learning how to work the parachute.

    Hey, Bill, you're funny. Why don't you laugh as I BURY MY FIST IN YOUR FACE?

    Dumbass.

    Sorry, but I liked Sam, and like Nick, on the Apprentice, okay? I realize I am one out of a trillion, but still!

    "If I don't get some catered service...I'm going to have to call the President." -- Troy, imitating Assorama's stop-for-lunch bitchfest


    Also, I sent in my story-application for the Alpha Teen Writers thingie. Hope I get in, that would be awesome. And now, one last round on my sites, and then... sleep, probably. Ciao, yo.

    One last thing: Five years of no LTJ fans, and all of a sudden I saw two t-shirts of them today. One was a girl I dinnae know, but Penny was the other, and I know he's not even vaguely poser-like, so I'm kind of afraid. Leaving now.

    Current Mood: crazy
    Current Music: LTJ -- "Gainesville Rock City"

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