JohnnyRobot

No these aren't emo songs. Just honest ones.

Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
Ben Harper - Roses From My Friends
Amos Lee - Colors
Coldplay - See You Soon
Dave Matthews - Stay or Leave
Eva Cassidy - Autumn Leaves
Evanescence - Hello
Frank Sinatra - Summer Wind
Gary Jules - Mad World
James Taylor - Fire and Rain
The Black Keys - The Flame
Ben Harper - Waiting on an Angel
Johnny Cash - You Are My Sunshine
Muse - Unintended
Cat Power - I Found A Reason
Queen - Somebody to Love
Radiohead - Exit Music
Radiohead - Fog
Almost anything by radiohead.
Ray Lamontagne - Until the Sun Turns Black
Sarah Mclachlan - Answer
The Beatles - Yesterday
The Black Keys - Lies
The White Stripes - You've Got Her in Your Pocket
Julie London - Cry Me A River

I had this dream last night about spikes and stalagmites. I was in a checker floored room and there were all sorts of pointed objects. Then a tie-die unicorn came out from behind one of the spikes and he spoke to me and said "do you like my horn?" I was sort of afraid so i said back to him "That horn is amazing. It's like some phallic symbol of your potent virility." Then he screamed in a high pitched sort of rocker voice and voodoo child started playing from his horn...It was pretty awesome so for some reason i had some bell bottoms on and i started moshing with him and it was a grand time until his horn accidentally(?) went through my head and i woke up.

I sat around all day staring at the wall. Then something magical happened... I had an epiphany. I realized how wonderfully dirty my walls were. A metaphor came to mind which inspired me. I was like... man a new white wall is like a human life in it's infantile stages. Pure and clean... completely untouched... and my glass of chocolate milk and poorly placed shoes on the floor act as a tainting flood of chance intertwined with self awareness and free will. The shoes practically leap from the floor to entangle my feet, the cool brown liquid flies through the air in slow motion, as if i were adventuring in a space ship... time slows and then all at once there it is. A once pure and beautiful wall corrupted by one bad move. Moral of the story - you can easily solve any imperfection or unfortunate turn of luck in your life by creative, generous and vigorous uses of .. licking.