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“No One is More Famous Than Morrissey.”

I’ve been on a real Moz/Smiths kick lately. Which is not that odd, as I tend to do that on a fairly regular basis. I’ll go weeks, sometimes months, without listening to a single Moz/Smiths song, then out of nowhere I’ll listen to nothing else for days on end.

I’m a binge Morrissey fan.

I’ve been using Facebook a bit more recently. Mostly for what it’s kind of intended for, which is connecting to old friends, etc. It’s weird to get updates from people I haven’t seen or spoken to in years. But weird in the best way possible.

I’ve been considering changing the layout of the ol’ blogaroonie, but I still haven’t seen any that shout at me. I’m sure once I get the scratch to buy a domain, I’ll have a lot more customization options available to me.

Actually, don’t be surprised if you click over to this blog entry (in which I say “I may change the layout”) and find an entirely new layout already.

But don’t be surprised if you don’t, either.

I’m fickle like that.

Our anniversary is coming up (April 21st). We’ve been friends for roughly eight years, but have been romantically entwined for about four. After speaking on the phone for years and years, we both realized we were batshit in love with each other.

Well, I realized it first. I then tried to figure out the safest way possible of breaking the news to her. So I wrote a poem:

I want to be the one.

The one to hold you

The one to shield you from the world

I want to be the one to take away your pain.

I want to be the one to love you

I want to be the one you love

I want to be the one.

I want to be the one to feel your laughs

I want to be the one to heal your tears

I want to be the one who falls asleep smelling your hair

I want to be the one who wakes up with your arms around me

I want to be the one

Am I the one?

Am I the one to hold you?

Am I the one to shield you from the world?

Am I the one to take away your pain?

Am I the one to love you?

Am I the one you love?

Am I the one?

Am I the one to feel your laughs?

Am I the one to heal your tears?

Am I the one who falls asleep smelling your hair?

Am I the one who wakes up with your arms around me?

Am I the one?

I want to be the one.

And said “I wrote this for someone and need some feedback on it.”

She knew it was for her, but didn’t say anything.

I decided to make a mixtape. I posted the song listing and asked “What does everything think of these songs?”

She changed out some of the songs in the song list for some of her favorite songs. She knew, but said nothing.

Then one day, she said “I’m putting my heart in your hands. I love you.”

I asked “Have you been drinking?”

I’m a smooth one, mind you.

That was April. August she flew out and we spent a whirlwind three or four days together. October, I had moved from California to Minnesota just to be with her. April to October is seven months.

Seven months and I moved halfway across the country. I was not scared, I was not uncertain. Looking back, it may have been a brash and even foolish decision to fly so far, so soon. But I regret nothing. It all worked out for the absolute best and I’m the happiest I have ever been.

Wow, that got mushier than I anticipated.


Record Store Day. How amazing of an idea is that? Why is it no one has thought of it before now?

It’s tomorrow (April 18th) and I strongly suggest you flock to your local record store (if you even have one) and give them some of your money, some of your time, and definitely, some of your love. Record stores are magical places and I hate the thought of them disappearing forever in this iPod/mp3/torrent generation.

There may or may not be a video blog in the near future.

There also may or may not be a special guest in said video blog.

Just saying.

(no the special guest isn’t Broadway Batman)

They’re gearing up to release Sin City on Blu-Ray. Just the idea of Sin City in high definition blows my fucking face off.

I’ve just used Facebook to act out a fictional Lifetime movie with an old co-worker from years back. The internet is a strange place sometimes.

I’m going to bed. Then I’m going to wake up, eat something, and probably lay around all day tomorrow. Because I am a man, dammit.

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  1. Nikki
    April 17, 2009 at 9:22 pm

    you are so cute when you talk about your story with danielle. :D i love that. it’s similar to my story with nic! :D i wish you guys a lifetime of continued love and happiness. really really.

  2. April 18, 2009 at 5:47 am

    “Then one day, she said “I’m putting my heart in your hands. I love you.”

    I asked “Have you been drinking?””

    I always laugh at that :D

    doesn’t seem like you guys have been together that long, time flies. and I am really happy that you guys both realized you are good for each other.

    “(no the special guest isn’t Broadway Batman)” damn!

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