:: my blue oblivion ::

:: Monday, June 21, 2004 ::

... so i looked in on this dusty blog and looks like i haven't posted in forever. doubt that anyone reads this anymore, and if you did, you couldn't comment on it anyway.....

guess i'll have to start putting something in here from time to time again, but not this early--- it's not even 7 am yet....

damn mornings....
:: beale 6:51 AM [+] ::
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Soundtrack: Janis

ok so here's the real blog entry, but bear in mind that there's a party going on in the office, i'm in a vintage bowling shirt, and i'm getting ancy.

i haven't paid much attention to my desk, but someone has been in here and they have messed with the baseball on my desk that stares at me (remember that, old school monkeys?). looks like they've moved my dodgers baseball too. damn them. everyone wants to play with my balls. it's a curse.

moving on-- good moods all around lately, even without alcohol. glad to have those come back because i was beginning to forget what it was like. thanks to y'all that have been around for morosebeale, and to those new monkeys, you have been spared from it, so be glad. i am.

so what else? vegas. yeah, vegas. 14 days now and crawling. pumped to hang with some old school monkeys, very stoked to hang with some new monkeys who are quickly become old school monkeys, and looking forward to getting very very alcoholically shitty and doing completely random things.

no, nothing revealing here, but dammit, i'm in a good mood. you'll just have to get me drunk for the deep thoughts.

cheers
:: beale 2:51 PM [+] ::
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Soundtrack: Stone Temple Pilots

this blog entry is intentionally blank b/c i have no topic on which to write.

so there.


:: beale 2:20 PM [+] ::
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hey KC--

happy birthday you homer. alexa wont let me see the card she's making for you b/c it's not done yet. you know how she is-- just like me in that nothing can be viewed until it's completely done, but i'm sure it's quite perfect just as it is now. not much going on over here though-- going to vegas in a month with a bunch of monkeys-- wish you could come along so someone can make sure no drunken pics will be taken-- yeah right you bastard-- i know better than that. you'd help them out and then make duplicates for everyone i know.

anyway, just wanted to drop you a line and wish you happy birthday-- i miss ya, damn you. here's a line from your favorite song to sign out on....

i want to run
i want to hide
i want to tear down the walls
that hold me inside
i want to reach out
and touch the flame
where the streets have no name




:: beale 1:04 PM [+] ::
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meaning of true love: when the first thing you face in the morning is your 5 year old, who has obviously been anxiously waiting for you to wake up, saying "dad! you're finally awake!" and for you not to mind in the slightest that it's only 7:15 am.
:: beale 7:12 PM [+] ::
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friday night. confederate screwdrivers. but as i hit some of those, gonna do something pretty rare.

i'm going to blog while i'm in a good mood.

so i finally got my car back after 3 weeks-- it was like i was being handed the keys to a brand new car. i rolled back the sunroff, cranked up the tunes, and felt like i was heading down the pacific coast highway even though i was only on florida boulevard in baton rouge. too bad you monkeys missed it, b/c i actually had a smile on my face that didn't involve alcohol.

but now the alcohol is here and i'm still smiling, so i'm off to make a confederate screwdriver. i'll blog more in a bit.


:: beale 8:59 PM [+] ::
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for you monkeys that care, there is a new addition to 'allwordsbeale'.... see link below
:: beale 5:03 PM [+] ::
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i heard a voice today that i haven't really *heard* for too long. hearing it was as beautiful as seeing the vastness of water that surrounded me.
:: beale 9:15 PM [+] ::
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