James Patrick Roehl

I really can't imagine a more perfect sound than that that emerges from the songs of that old band Television. It was alternately ecstatic and depressing to find them because I knew I would never find a better rock band.

i think i recorded the best song i have ever recorded yesterday. it's 30 minutes long, and there are very few gaps.
somebody give me their website so i can host my music!

abby! come again! the spicy sauce flows here! no more interruptions of the fun by people and their FUCKING PRECIOUS CARS.
we will bike bike bike bike like the flying voltron knew it would again someday

i feel like batman these days or some shit. everyone in the world come visit me in my house in poughkeepsie. especially ABIGAIL FUCKING NOYES

getting out of bed has become a straight battle these days. when i was a young lad in junior high, I remember when I would linger in bed in the morning before school. After a while of lying there I would tense up all my muscles until adrenaline ran thru the body and I would leap out of bed, proceeding to complete the various morning tasks at breakneck speed.

I can't do this anymore. And instead of waiting maybe 15-30 minutes in bed before leaping out, I'll spend one or two hours drifting in and out of sleep between when I first awake till when I slowly creep out of bed. It's been a while since I experienced that electic shock of energy at the beginning of my day. And I'm not even twenty years old.

so once again i am connected to that great well of inspiration that at first reared (sp?) itself naturally tho now comes out with induction.

and it feels good and makes me less scared of being scared of college.

it's hard to get reminded of the greatness but when it comes it's (NATURALLY) great.


abby should come and visit me and zachary too

I've had one of the best nights in a good while.
And that's because I am outta that college.
OOh man I am SICK and TIRED of this college shit. ooh that it would end...

the way they livin in maryland is the way i wanna live.

"It's meta-postmodern" - what the fuck does that mean?!
Don't fetishize the lottery or fuck with TV
That shit is wack like a cane to the forehead
Read Borges or gorge heads with something with more cred than Gore-tex

Roll with the punches
Even without pack lunches
Roll with the dive
Even if it's on a stage

Take a bow 'cause you the king of
All that shit now
Listen to my advice
Even if it's not called sage

Undulating like a motherfucking
Eel, shit, on some -
Ill shit, we gettin'
Real lit

Groupwise we tight I'm high as a kite
The word has a bite to it
Just ask me I might do it
Make flight to it

Why the frown Charlie Brown?
Here, put on the crown
'Cause you the king of the bay
Go on and show us the way

'Cause you got the mad science
Leaves other folks cryin'
So let me buy you a drink
I insist, and yo i'm buyin'

Get your face get your ten get your hedrite
Get your dendrites filled with energy
Combine the beats and the words, that's synergy
Listen to my liturgy, eat a philly chee, not affilitated see

With anyone but my SF crew it's true
'Cause I got the irreplaceable sauce
it make you soil your drawers
Just listenin'

To this glistening
Different thing I got sizzling
Make your ear drums ringaling
With the soulful sound I'm bringaling

yo. things has been well complicated like.
today i feel energized alive and wide-eyed, ready.

I need to get past my little inner-quarrels about each one of my classes and just DO WORK.

My english teacher is da bomb as kids used to say. He is reshaping my mind inre: race relations, which is good cause I NEED DAT
he is so fuckin smart and pumped up it's almost scary, but what it really is is awe-inspiring.

i want to make films and write music and play drums and sing songs and write poetry, but FIRST I should do all the lame shit that is gonna bite my ass if I don't.

and the CIGS need to be cut WAY back if I'm ever going to kick this resilient cough in its ass

i need that shit just to get by
an i need her like i need my eyes to cry soon
let those spirits out
and when they i come i hope they give me a fright
the ghost of hunter
never been funner
the kind of spirit who glistens
the ghost of hunter
cool cat stunner
visit me hunter

shout chorus:
visit me hunter
haunt me hunter
shoot me hunter
school me hunter
take over my body
take over my body
take over
take over
take me over
take me over
channel you through me
go

workin in a coal mine
going down town now
workin in a coal mine
oops about to slip down

things is well good
from cali to texas to the right coast

OH MY GOD
HERE I COME
I'M COMIN' TA GETCHA

You know I don't think I ever listened to Wowee Zowee in full since I first got it from Nick and Aurora, listening to it in their car before that terribly awkward party.

And I have to say I love this! Yay, more songs to add into my itunesin repertoire.

Things is good like totally every day, nomatter whas hapnin because I can totally make my own fun.]


Out of thin air,

yes i'm developing a sprayable kind
waterresistant
shiny
glistening
glassblown
shown
mown the lawn every week

i haven't felt this creatively alive in a while.

amaze you craze you but
it can't save you AHHHH

OK -

i'm excited about having my life all to myself now. no longer messily tangled around another's affairs. i'm ready. grow. move on. look ahead, not sideways.

i had some good honest fun for the first time in a while. met a couple of nice chaps, had some traumatic experiences with the smoke alarm, but then relaxed and had some of that ol fashioned interpersonal interaction, haven't had that in a proper long while. hadn't met someone knew in a while. gotta call people. can't hide away. well, i can, that's the trouble.

i'm not gonna think of anything for the next few days but driving and san francisco. that's where my life's at. gotta reconnect with people i haven't seen for six months. important people. gotta cheer up at that.

i look forward to returning to the town that loved me so dearly: san francisco town that is. i'm there july 30th for a week and ahalf or so. hopefully it will improve what's been probably the Worst Summer Ever. It shall be grand, I know, because of the company I shall keep, who, being grand chaps themselves should provide a propa grand ol time. somebody else used that word recently round these parts.

part of me wants to get real angry at being stranded here in maryland especially now that the love life/situation is so unclear, so it's like i'm going it alone again, which i don't want. i should be angry at that too but i'm just not one who reacts strongly (or i should say overtly) to changes. i'm not one who fights for things to go my way, i just let outward forces exert themselves in the way they naturally do, and i just adapt. i'm too much a fan of stasis. i guess that's why i'm now in the position i am. i don't take charge of others. not the natural leader type. but you know what fuck it. i'd rather be the inspector than the leader.

"He's like that dude that'll sit back and watch you, play yourself and all that right, and see you sit there and know you lyin', and he'll take you to court after that cuz he the Inspectah"
meff

I may be able to thrust myself out of the muddy muck I've been buried under this summer. Me and Dave are gonna burn rubber all over this god-damned nation. And I'll hit up san francisco in the process.

If I can get my license in less than a month from now, I can actually help him with the driving!

Festivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal

i love her so much it hurts everynight that I can't do anything about it

so i have four job interviews coming up over the next three days, so maybe i will actually get one! huh!

not doin too bad except for the fact that i haven't seen anyone i know since summer vacation began (besides people in my family)

i hope i can visit boston and san francisco, before this summer becomes boresville