Entries By ryan
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Disconnecting is so STUPID. I MEAN COME ON, WHATS THE DEAL WITH THAT DISCONNECTIN STUFF? Jeez louise man, disconnecting is no fun. One time I was disconnected from my leg and I was all holy sheep shit my leg is torn off!! And I was all aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh man that hurts, whats the deal?Posted By Ryan On 04.13.2009 @ 11:57 pm
the convertible drove down highway 1 blaring the vivian girls, though the music is so mellow and low that it was hard to hear what they were doing. It was a low mumble in the bar that was the entire california coastline. I fulled up to the beach and stopped and realized how much better this would be if my dog were next to me.Posted By ryan On 11.10.2008 @ 12:25 pm
i saw a pumpkin with a cat smoking a joint carved into it, i felt a wierd feeling when i looked at it and it moderatly startled me , smokign nuggets startles me at times as well. Kacey and i are high right now but thats ok , we just get startled more and must strtle others more than they would like to starle and run away from us.Posted By ryan On 11.05.2008 @ 1:13 pm
It seems that we never allow ourselves to be startled any more. Everything has to be planned out to the last second. We never let life take us by surprise. All that we do seems geared towards allowing us to live normal, predictable lives from beginning to end. How do we ever grow if we never allow oursevles to be challenged?Posted By Ryan On 11.05.2008 @ 8:38 am
Her skin was so smooth. The waves were roaring down on the beach as the night breeze ruffled the sheets. Gently, he ran his hand down her side as she sighed contentedly. He drifted off to sleep again.
The morning came with the sound of gulls, and the smell of salt on the air.Posted By ryan On 10.30.2008 @ 6:18 pm
My name is Gentle Ben and I have a story to tell you about being kind. It’s important to care for those in need as I did so very long ago. One time I saw a poor old woman trying to pick up some fallen groceries. That was a kind act I had done and I’ve been doing them ever since.Posted By ryan On 10.28.2008 @ 8:36 pm
The bulb burned dimly in the dark. It cast a small cone of light over the card table. The men held their cards close to the chest, out of the way of roaming eyes.
One slid two more chips to the center of the table.
The others sat undecided. They checked their cards.Posted By Ryan On 10.17.2008 @ 8:06 am
bulbs are great, they’re good for lighting, good for growing, good for thinking. when that bulb comes on above your head, you know you’re onto something.
bulb could also be used an an insult, the same way ‘unit’ is: you’re such a bulb. it could actually come across as a compliment, if you said it wrong. ah, the wonder of language.Posted By ryan On 10.17.2008 @ 6:26 am
The last time I took a flight was to San Jose… I’ve been on two trips via plane and both were to San Jose. One was at 5 or 6, I was in Kindergarten, and I went with my family. No real agenda, just to visit some of my father’s side of the family that I didn’t really know and still don’t 20 years later.
The second time was just a few years ago. I was 23 and attempting to fix a broken heart. I definitely didn’t fix it, but it definitely didn’t hurt as much afterwords.Posted By Ryan On 10.12.2008 @ 8:28 pm
Cranes planes and automobiles, even though automobiles don’t fly, unless you count that one movie with the DeLorean that travels through time. Jumping off a cliff is kinda like flying, though it’s more falling with style, like Buzz Lightyear. Wish, I could fly, even though I’m scared of heights…Posted By Ryan On 10.09.2008 @ 6:06 pm
Flying reminds me of seeing Gina all of those years ago – Caper two.
I remember my ears popping as we were going up and them not popping back the entire night through as I slept on an uncomfortable bed in a dirty, dingy, and cheap hotel.
The entire night, I was living three hours in the future and really confused about where I was, but I was excited knowing that I would be seeing my best-friend, heart-breaker, and soul mate the next morning.Posted By Ryan On 10.07.2008 @ 7:43 pm
big hill i dont understand why you stand in my way. i mean wtf im just trying to do work and you are there in front of me, imposing your will upon mine. i crush you i will pick at you with my tiny axe until only one of us is left standing. My voice will shout out and bounce off your echoing crevices see me and tremble.Posted By Ryan On 10.07.2008 @ 4:25 pm
the hill was a very big and steep thing for me to climb. i struggled very much to make it to the top! but once to the top of the hill i then got to climb back down and look back up at the top of the hill that i just got to climb to the top of! it was a great accomplishment! i am very proud of my climing that dang hill!Posted By Ryan On 10.06.2008 @ 12:50 pm
The blocks that stop a person from attaining what they desire. Uphill, downhill. The changes in life or the crescendos along the way to the choices in life. Green pastured dirt hills. Rolling gently into the foothills and into the mountains. Sunsets and mountain roads. Valleys with rivers. One tree hill. Beverley Hills. Ashlee Hillman.Posted By ryan On 10.04.2008 @ 2:48 pm
the hill was the highest one i had ever climbed. it was a very weary climb. some time i would climb the hill and sit at the top an wonder about the world. i knew many people who just didnt go up hills . they said it was to dangerous. this hill seemd to have a personality . it was my friend it knew me . i felt at peace wheni climbed it.Posted By ryan On 10.03.2008 @ 12:30 pm
Wanting sex desire love lust girlfriend boyfriend it’s all a lie, we want truth but can we handle truth? What is truth? Truth of life, truth of nature, truth of being, existence, essence? The truth is that which we cannot have, but will always want. The truth is the basis of true wanting.Posted By Ryan On 08.28.2008 @ 6:35 pm
i want leigh to call me. i want all or my friends to be happy. i want to help other people as much as i can. i want to always have people in my life that i trust. i want to love someone more than they have ever been loved before. i want my AC in my car fixed. i want my uncle to come back to life.Posted By ryan On 08.27.2008 @ 11:10 am
It’s not always easy, is it?
No. It’s certainly not. Especially not in your situation, I would imagine.
The last time I saw you, you were looking at me through the sights of your pistol. Now you want my help.
A favor. It’s what you’re asking for, isn’t it?
Well, it might not be what you get.Posted By ryan On 08.21.2008 @ 1:29 am