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| In Repairtoo many shadows in mind too many hours in this midnight too many corners in my mind so much to do to set my heart right Its taking so long I could be wrong, I could be ready but if I take my hearts advice i should assume it's still unsteady I am in repair stood on the corner for a while to wait for the wind to blow down on me hoping it takes with it my old ways and bring some brand new luck upon me its taken so long i could be wrong, i could be ready but if i take my hearts advice i should assume its still unsteady i am in repair now im walking in the park and all the birds they dance below me when things turn green again it will be good to say you know me its taken so long i could be wrong, i could be ready but if i take my hearts advice i should assume its still unsteady im never really ready im in repair im not together but im getting there | | |
| wow, i feel just like ive stepped into the twilight zone... xanga is just not as cool any more and doesnt seem to hold my interest. so, i probably wont be updating much, if at all, any more, so check out my myspace at http://myspace.com/therealjustin . this should be fun... | | |
| wow, this thing is still going? i never thought this would last that long. i figured it would deteriorate or something. well anyway, i am still alive and kicking, i just havent had time to update between working, fishing, hanging out with the Pal's mafia, and 4-wheeling. i am embarking on a spiritual/personnal journey this summer by undertaking a CD project ( which is totally paid for by a third party... YES!) all songs are written by me, or co-written with my friend Drew. we are creating quit an uproar among the citizens of Kingsport with the songs we have realeased so far. well, it is time for me to clock back in, please do not hesitate to leave me Mocha Frappuccinos, for i have not had any in a long time (realistically and figuratively) buy my CD when it is finished! peace!
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so, to start off, the name: ohio, land of corn. this summer i joined a band, very aptly titled, the ground zero priase team, which is now called "a different kind of ordinary", and we embarked on a seven year journy/crusade ( jk, actually just five days) which ranged from kentucky, OHIO, indiana, and, you guessed it, Tennessee! nashville to be precise. so anyway, driving through kentucky, you never would have thought we left tennessee because they are both exactly the same. UNTIL you get passed lexington. then it becomes one massive horse farm in the middle of a desolate state. sparatic houses here and there, and a few subusistance farming colonies known as communities. so my friend David Cowart ( the next Dave Matthews) and i were in the back of the van wanting to shoot ourselves in the head when we finally crossed over into OHIO. and we thought to ourselves, "alright! OHIO! maybe it will be different!" well, we were wrong. OHIO is actually one MASSIVE corn field. actually, its not even a state at all, its a government conspiracy. its actually just a plot of land which was owned by hitler during WW2 which he used to grow excessive amounts of corn in order to KILL any americans which tried to travel through ohio with boredom. (i think he succeeded with that one) after the downfall of the 3rd reich, the government obtained the so called "state" and named it "ohio" which means in cherokee, "land of a thousand woes" which indubitably translates into "a lot of effin corn." and that is the god honest truth.
i just thought i would re-post this. for the nastalgia, you know. its been a long time since then, oh how i wish i could return to those days.
peace
justin
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| well, how goes it?
im finally updating, so yay me. well, i have
been through 3 different jobs in the last month. hardee's, pal's, and
now Mcallister's. its great to get offered more money each time someone
wants to give a job. i didn't know i was that valuable. well, anyway,
it's late, like 2:30 am to be exact. so i'll sign off.
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