minneapolis, mn

my family loves to take vacations, just the four of us. we tend to take short weekend ones, but they are never lacking in fun or good times. we spent this past weekend in minneapolis, catching up on some much needed-family time, movies, and shopping. it was good, always is. as retarded and dysfunctional as we can be, we have good times.

despite the silliness of the weekend, i have a song i'd like to put here that defines just how emo i really am. i'm really not gonna hide it, i like to listen to music that moves people, and when it moves them, it moves me. so, don't hate me for it, but i love it. i listened to this song today, just read on.

::caffeine and deadlines::--bellador
the west is calling to ride the blackened veins
into a beautiful sunset
a flaming mirage eight minutes delayed

the seasons change and they bring their demands in suitcases and boxes
i found myself uncertain
with nothing there to keep me driving
but the thought of you
and the song that you've put in my heart
when the morning comes....

those pedestals look an awful lot like gallows
but that's just me and in their words
you will lose yourself
intentions good but meaningless