Maybe it's not in de cards for us to be together, but dat don' mean I gonna stop

2:33PM

She would be going on a date

Current mood: frustrated

( do you dream)

12:59PM

Kickball tonight at 6pm

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3:21PM

the american boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
anything you say

(1 dreams | do you dream)

12:28AM

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3:04AM

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11:06PM

get me out of here

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1:40PM

They'll hang me if i stay here
they'll shoot if i run

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1:56AM

Dear Friends, Family and Enemies,

I know some of us don't get along(Mainly the enemies) but Joe Vella needs a little help. He is trying to get out of Milwaukee and he has taken the first step by making a short film. Which Can be Found on the on the lot website.
This is the link:
http://films.thelot.com/films/20791

Please watch it and rate it high please

Thank you,
Joe Vella 

( do you dream)

12:07PM - life could be a dream

so David's parents out of town has been the best retro experience since the original week Damien and I spent over here during senior skip our senior year. I've watched the screen saver for about 5 hours in total and I could watch it for another 100. It is insane to see how far we've come from who we used to be. Sometimes it's a good thing sometimes not so much. But overall there is this extremely powerful feeling of joy anytime a picture comes up of something you were involved in or were there for. I've only seen a few pictures from my parties but when they do show up it makes me realize how fucking amazing each one of them was and I think I stopped having them right at the best point(the end of high school). But it also made me realize that if i were to say have a going away party I don't think anyone would be left standing afterwards.

In other news I'm not playing this weekend at comedy sportz which is a drag but it also leaves me open for much better things like finish my rowdy ass Gambit and Rogue tattoo! Which I am too hyped over considering it's been unfinished for 6 months and I've had a horrible tattoo itch for the last week. I've already started plans on my next one I just need to get a real job so i can have the money without leaving myself with money problems.

Due to exporting issues my film has not yet appeared on the On The Lot site

once it does I will probably write an entry pleading for you to not only look at it but vote on it as well.

should be fairly soon

_joe Out

Pictures to follow

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4:14AM

Check from Matc for 226.42

Do I Save this money considering i have 17 dollars in my checking account and college is going to rape me this fall in bills?

or 

Finish my Tattoo?

Let me think about it...


still thinking...


wait for it...

thinking...

yea you're right I should Finish my tattoo and maybe even start another one

I've had the itch for about a week now and this as much of a sign as i need to get it fucking done.

I can not explain how much all of a sudden I've fallen into a modest mouse trance. Sure the new cd is a steaming pile of over-produced radio play. Build something out of nothing seems to always be on and i love it some much. I've heard it so much but it doesn't matter i still love it to death.

I really want to see maritime again even though Punk Rock T's still strikes a chord inside my heart

(2 dreams | do you dream)

3:54PM

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2:54PM

(1 dreams | do you dream)

11:32AM

oh new found glory I remember why i love your self titled

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2:11AM

what the fuck is this world coming to when the Dixie Chicks when Album and Record of the year. And what the hell is the difference?

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1:54AM

i need a girl to help keep me warm on these cold nights...




























any takers?

(6 dreams | do you dream)

3:37PM - the lyric game

Remember When I said, I love you well...

might anyone know how to finish this

(3 dreams | do you dream)

9:13PM - irony

Whatever poison is in this bottle will leave me broken sore and stiff.
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at.
He owes me one last wish.
SO HERES A present to let you know I still exist.
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips.

But I got a plan. Drink for forty days and forty nights.
A sip for every second-hand tick.
And for every time you fed me the line,
“you mean so much to me...”. I'm without you.

Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.

And even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage, or drowning at the bottom of the sea.
“Jess, I still taste you, thus reserve my right to hate you.”
And all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style.
its 8:45. The weather is getting better by the hour.
I hope it rains there all the time.
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied.
I'm without you.

Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say

Who would do anything you say.

Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it

Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right
You're never gonna get it

(overlapping)
no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone
Okay, no more songs about you. After this one I'm done. You are, you are, You're gone

(also overlapping)
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say.
Tell all the English boys you meet about the American boy back in the states.
The American boy you used to date.
Who would do anything you say

(2 dreams | do you dream)

12:53PM

This is going to be the best 90's mix ever face melting in every way possible but the actual playlist will be top secret until the party.

( do you dream)

2:56AM

amazing simply amazing and I have a new song for the list of the best songs ever

You should have heard me sobbing
As I drove home that night
Got into bed and stayed there
For days I just laid there
Having been permanently changed
But we won't get into that now
Let's take it from the start

You should have seen me smiling
Like the world was mine
She used to call me baby
Softly, sometimes
But if I dwell on those days too long
I feel like my life is over
And that's no good
So let's move on

To the part where I begin to sense
Her distance
I panic and hold on tighter
But that makes it worse
How am I supposed to take it
When she said:

"This is something I'm going through,
It's got nothing to do with you"

I had a special evening all planned out
Desperately determined to reignite
Some spark between us
She had to feel something for me
A love as strong as ours
Doesn't just go away
You can't just turn it off
Unless she was lying all those times
But I don't think so
I really don't think so
The way she used to look at me
Made me a thousand feet high
The meaning of the word cool
Not the same geek
Who fumbled through his words that night
The ugliest night

I said some pretty awkward things
I got the feeling that she felt sorry for me
I should have seen it was hopeless and left it alone
But I had to go on embarrassing myself

"I miss what we had I need you so badly,
I miss what we had I need you so badly"

I must have sounded pretty pathetic, I know
That's why I don't blame her for what she said
But listen to me rambling
We don't know each other that well
But you're so easy to talk to
I feel like I can tell you almost anything
I hope I haven't put you off
I have a tendency to do that
Why don't I just be quiet?

( do you dream)

12:47PM

op open a bottle of bubbly…yeah.
Here’s to another goddamn new year.
And outside, 2 million drunk Bostonians
Are getting ready to sing “Auld Lang Sine”…out of tune.
I sit there in my easy chair, looking at the clouds, orange with celebration
And I wonder if you’re out there.
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time
Pop open a third bottle of bubbly
Yeah, and I take that bottle of champagne
Go into the kitchen, stand in front of the kitchen window
And I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne
And I pour it on my head, feel it cascade through my hair
And across my chest, and the phone rings.
And it’s my mother.
And she says “HI HONEY HOW’S BOSTON?”
And I stand there, all alone on New Year’s Eve
Buck naked, drenched in champagne, looking at a bunch of strangers
Uh, looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I say:
“Oh, I’m fine Mom—how’s Washington?”
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time, time, time, time, yeah…
So I guess the party line is I followed you up here.
Well, I don’t know about that.
Mainly because knowing about that would involve knowing some pathetic, ridiculous, and absolutely true things about myself that I’d rather not admit to right now.
Woke up at 3 A.M. with the radio on, that Gladys Knight and the Pips song on
About how she’d rather live in his world with him
Than live in her own world alone
And I lay there, head spinning, trying to fall asleep
And I thought to myself: “Oh, Gladys, girl, I love you but, oh—get a life!”
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time
Hey! The ice of Boston is muddy
And reflects no light, in day or night
And I slip on it every time

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