da_eskimo's Xanga

Monday, July 25, 2005

Mon, 25 Jul 2005 06:49:53 GMT

http://www.xanga.com/esoteric_penguin_faction

/ek

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Thu, 21 Jul 2005 04:19:41 GMT

Mkay. Apparentely only one person cares.

Fuck that. I'll just get rid of my Xanga all together.

Does anyone actually read this anymore? IM me if you do...

/ek

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Wed, 20 Jul 2005 01:09:05 GMT

New Xanga. If you really care what the address is, IM me and I'll give it to you.

If you don't care, then do nothing. You may already be a winner.

/ek

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 16:37:26 GMT

Stolen from Linzy:

You know you went to GSE '04 when...

--you get hungry for dinner at 4:30 in the afternoon
--you know what a convocation is, and have been to several
--you tear up at any version of "I'll Be"
--you have a soft spot for sandwich ladies
--Eckerd holds a special place in your heart
--you've memorized at least half of the Applebee's menu
--you've cried/sobbed in public a billion times
--you've played a digeridoo
--you love dancing in the rain
--Easy Mac used to be a staple of your diet
--you've had your mind completely fucked with by a movie
--you know what a Mindwalk is, and you've slept through it
--you would rather exit your room by the window than lock a door
--you have inflatable monkeys and parrots in your room
--you've been squirrel fishing
--you've tried to dye two people's hair purple...but you didnt do it right
--you steal chocolate milk from the cafeteria
--tanning in front of the boys dorms and getting them to dump water on you is a daily routine
--you think croquet is the shit
--seeing people dressed up as a movie theatre floor doesnt bother you
--you feel naked if you don't have your nametag "on your person"
--you have nightmares about being "summarily dismissed"
--you have sexual fantasies about Jen Broome... ok just kidding
--dancing becomes your passion - on your bed, in the shower, the mud, rain, that hot gym, uhh everywhere
--you quit the volleyball team and you have to hide during every game
--you've been to an Ethiopian restaurant and actually been afraid of spongey bread
--you're accostumed to john deer and monopoly patterened yamacas

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 04:37:27 GMT

Me (1:23:17 AM): damnit i want to go back... like right now
Braxton K. (1:23:27 AM): me too
Braxton K. (1:23:32 AM): i have no reason to be here at home
Me (1:23:52 AM): i want to wake up tomorrow and have to wait for a shower and walk to the uc and natural sciences and spend hours in class and hang out with everyone
Braxton K. (1:24:19 AM): and then go rafting and have the boat fill up with enough water to sink it
Me (1:24:29 AM): and then go over a 6 foot drop sideways
Braxton K. (1:25:29 AM): and then kick brandy out of our boat cuz she cant paddle worth a shit
Me (1:25:34 AM): hahahaha
Me (1:25:39 AM): fuckin deadweight

Yeah. That pretty much sums up how I feel right now. And a certain someone else isn't helping a thing....

I miss you guys... Todd, Linz, Nasia, Braxton, Bre, Brent, Nathan, Scott, Andrew, Drew, god.... I could go on and on....

Yeah. I'll shut up now...

/ek

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Sun, 03 Jul 2005 23:38:18 GMT

New favorite song.

Hey there,
I know it's hard to feel like I don't care at all.
Where you are and how you feel.
With these lights off as these wheels
keep rolling on and on. (and on and on and on...)
Slow things down or speed them up.
Not enough or way too much. (and on and on and on...)
How are you when I'm gone?

[Chorus:]
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

Spare me just three last words.
"I love you" is all she heard.
I'll wait for you, but I can't wait forever.
[x2]

[Chorus:]
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

(YOU...KILL...ME...WELL!!!)
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
My final breath is gone (So I can fall asleep tonight)

[Chorus:]
And I can't make it on my own.
(And I can't make it on my own.)
Because my heart is in Ohio.
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
(Cut my wrists and black my eyes)
So I can fall asleep tonight, or die.
Because you kill me.
You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.

You know you do, you kill me well.
You like it too, and I can tell.
You never stop until my final breath is gone.
[to fade]

/ek

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Sun, 03 Jul 2005 23:04:48 GMT

Yeah. Back from the weekend break. Back to Summer Ventures.

Being in love sucks. If you have a choice, don't fall in love.

Trust me. It's even worse when someone loves you as much as you love them, and then they decide they don't want to be with you after almost a year.

I made my way over to the library to talk to one person in particular. It doesn't really matter to them if I'm here or not.

I'll shut up now, but yeah. Welcome to my world.

/ek

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Tue, 21 Jun 2005 18:39:09 GMT

Sitting on the couch in the natural sciences building is fun. It's after chem class and there's nothing to do so me and Nathan and Todd are sitting on the couch outside the chemistry lab.

Yeah.

Fun stuff. Call me.

910-616-8936

/ek

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Sat, 18 Jun 2005 14:36:08 GMT

I'll be at Summer Ventures for the next four weeks (until July 17th). That means no AIM, no xanga, no nothing.

You can, however, call me anytime you'd like.

910.616.8936

God only knows I'll be bored out of my mind.

Or, mail me a letter.

Evan Kinney
Summer Ventures, Room #(not sure yet, call me to get it)
Western Carolina University
Cullowhee, NC 28723

/ek

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Thu, 16 Jun 2005 17:31:29 GMT

This song rocks. It's off that Pontiac G6 commercial.

Carlos Santana is playing guitar in it, which automatically makes it rock.

Work 4-8 today. Blah. I'm off tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that... and the same thing for 4 weeks. Summer Ventures. Blah.

Call me.

/ek