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Wednesday, April 29th, 2009
4:53 am
the suspect

He smiles as he exhales, his eyes obscured shadows.  "Now, you ain't gonna go n' try 'n hang yerself with yer tie if I step out for a minute are ya kid?"  I chuckle.  "You know I just might if it wasn't for the fact that I have far too much contempt for your god to give him the satisfaction of beating me."  Good cop, bad cop.  I really don't give a fuck.  My pain is oxygen and no one in this world has the tools to make me confess to anything.  I carry on my assault undaunted, "I hope you brought a book and a pepsi because you're in for a long night scumbag."  Unphased he slides a photo across the table as he looks out the window, "You got something to tell me kid?"  I look down at the paper and laugh, "This is nothing compared to what I'm about to do to you."  This is not an empty threat...  Make no mistake about it, things will be different once I have the keys to this town. 

"No, I don't want to talk to my lawyer."

"No, I don't want to make a phone call."

He smirks as he pours himself another cup of coffee, "Boy, I reckon you'll fit in just fine here in the year 2012."  Ok, maybe I'm starting to get a little scared now.

He's the good cop.


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Sunday, April 26th, 2009
10:30 pm
teeming with animosity.

win win for me.

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Monday, April 20th, 2009
4:26 am

tonight I find myself captivated by seconds 143 through 161.  I've been here for hours, first in my car and now here at my desk and will likely be here hours longer... since I don't have classes tomorrow.  w00t for Patriots day!



Been thinking about a new last name.

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Sunday, April 19th, 2009
2:16 am
tempest chakra

"Hey, that was cool" I remark as Katie smirks and gets out of the car.  Sometime later there's this great big fight in her dorm that leaves writing on the wall too harsh for an apology to wash away.  I wish I knew how to be the boyfriend she wants me to be but I really don't think I could learn in a month what I failed to learned in 5 years.  Great timing on meeting someone chill...  So I'm in my car again cruising around aimlessly listening to the same 8-12 seconds of an incredibly broken song as I often do when transitioning from point a to point b.  I have no difficulty getting trapped inside of songs or parts of songs, often times locked inside for weeks on end.  Focusing on the damage and ferocity of the human condition I use this technique to summon the shadow source.  At least it pretends to have answers.

You see it's not so easy for me to explain that which has neither a beginning nor an end.  I think a good way to pass the time is collecting and chasing clues and pretending your life is going somewhere--but that requires a pretty vivid imagination when you know what I know.

and I remember it all if I scratch with enough purpose.


and that's why I always bite my nails.

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Saturday, April 18th, 2009
8:14 pm
spring cleaning

feel free to play this while reading:



"to see or not to see"

I may always get lost
but I know the way home
now if I could only remember,
see I just can't tell
if home is heaven,
or if home is hell.



elasticity exhausted
history might show you
how a dagger in my back
always finds it's way home
and for far too long have you neglected
to take inventory of your cupboards
but the threshing floor will rectify
what I have not the time to
my hands finally clean,
if not at least a little forlorned...

"the scars of kindness"

It's a little sad to think that when I go down to Connecticut next month to take my mother out to dinner for her birthday it will likely also be to say goodbye to Lopsy forever.  When I was a kid I used to hang out after school at the Berkshire humane society animal shelter and everyday when my mom would pick me up I would cry and pout and beg her to adopt one of the dogs.  We always lived in apartments though so my mom would always find graceful ways to tell me it wasn't possible but then one day after years of begging she brought home Lopsy, the most wonderful little puppy there ever was.  Lopsy made things tough as my mother knew she would and while she fought for my dog and I as strongly as she could we would eventually be evicted from that cruddy little apartment in Housatonic.  This eviction triggered a series of traumatic events that would ultimately lead to my decision to live in Leominster with my father.  Lopsy or "the little baby" as she is affectionately known is a very special dog and my mother tells me that all of the children in her complex still believe her a puppy after all of these years.  She also tells me that while she is not looking forward to saying goodbye to she is certain that Lopsy knows how loved she is.  More and more I think on these things as I struggle to bring a sense of closure to a most tumultuous chapter in my life.

Failure is not an option.


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Friday, April 17th, 2009
7:18 pm

For my script writing I set out to write a thoughtful sci fi/fantasy epic geared towards children but my instructor repeatedly trashed on it's effervescence and juvenile tone which really pissed me off so... I started from scratch last week and wrote a completely new script--in it's entirety.  "Southern Halo" tells the story of an idealistic but ambitious street punk who is pushed beyond his limitations but rises to the occasion by destroying his adversaries and the drugs that control them in order to secure his own future.  Having well exceeded my instructor's expectation that students complete a significant portion of a feature length screenplay completed by semester's end I plan on using this final month to tirelessly work and re-work my  professional standards in time for my arrival in Hollywood.  In a perfect world I would star in and direct it... but I would obviously be thrilled just to sell it like the sell out I am.  Maybe it's unfair but I'm beginning to understand why they say the pen is mightier than the sword.


I don't understand how a 3.0 student from a state school landed an internship with one of the most successful film makers of all time. 

somehow I deserve it though.



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Wednesday, April 15th, 2009
6:37 pm
totally diesel 97 acura 2.2 cl with only 116k miles for only 3395!!!!
I am moving to LA in May and regretfully have to unload this totally diesel car at such a low price. This is my second one of this model and I plan on buying a third one once I arrive in LA because quite simply you can't get the style, performance and luxury features anywher else in the acura cl's price range! When I purchased the car it had a few cosmetic issues that I planned on fixing myself but became much too busy to ever get to. The paint (manufacturer's champagne) is chipping on the front left bumper which connects to some scratches on the side fender but the body is fine. The guy I bought the car from also did a custom tint job that flakes in some areas but is easily removeable (I opted to keep it) but in general someone who is comfortable doing touch up work should be able to get this thing looking mint pretty easily. As is it is still plenty stylish, the timing belts have been and I have personally done the brakes so I am confident that this car will perform well for quite some time. I am a highly motivated seller so please feel free to contact me via email or by phone at (978) 840 0268 with any questions or concerns you might have.

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Sunday, March 22nd, 2009
5:29 pm

The fleeting calm that came over me as I fiddled some marbles has left by the time I forget to put them away.  Gone too is my puppy who has grown old in sevens as her final pillow beckons.  Soon I will be gone from here as well, it's just as well...  It would have killed me too.

I see now how foolish I was to carry a candle in this town, the bridges were all made of dynamite.

Here's hoping California still feels like home...




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Sunday, January 11th, 2009
6:31 am
spread the gospel

I've created some new put downs for 2009, these are the top 5. 

5.  if you were my scrabble partner i'd spell surrender.

4.  i've seen episodes of family guy hipper than your outfit.

3.  robin williams called... he wants his gayness back.

2.  if you were any less relevant you would win a grammy.

1.  dystrophiliac.


honorable mentions:  pop-tard, dane cook.






i'll try to be nicer next time.


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Thursday, January 1st, 2009
4:07 am

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Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
1:23 am
O Mike Somerfield, do u promise well play hockey again in the summer?O Alex, CA will be great right?
It all started on the drive to Yarmouth... I was drinking and I had a mean sugarbuzz going from all of the rock candy as well...  I'm told i was driving like a douchefag... It was kicka$$.  We ate BK fish sandwiches ... Katgirl tries to psycho analyze me but I just keep making beeping noises until she gets mad and i tease her.  Greg is also on the top of his game and is spitting some cool, witty banter.  Jen is acting like a child.  We get to Greg's parent's place and this place is pretty bomb... There is a fireplace, a hot tub and fridge full of food that is all ours...  We eat sandwiches and candy and then decide to hit up the bars. Katgirl has looked better, Greg is dressed like a homie, Jen looks the best and I am wearing track pants, a suit jacket i "borrowed" from my dad and am of course rocking aviator sunglasses... oh yah and im chewing on a toothpick...  We find some place called "The Muddy Rudder" and on the way in some popped collars are all like "hyuck hyuck hey boss it's sunny out tonight huh? hyuck hyuck hyuck" and im just like "YEEEAH, it's verrry verrry sunny out!" and rock a sarcastic, ear to ear grin as we walk inside.... We meet some older kids and we try to figure something out to do so i'm just like *shrug* "knife party?" and everyone's like "alriiiight?"  So this dude Tom knows an abandoned house-- we stop back at Greg's and grab knives, champagne and candy and I "borrow" his lil' bro's skateboard.  it has an alien on it so it's auto hot.  We're walking on the beach to the house when i feel a stupid fun surge and go skinny dipping (kept the shades on though haha and its cold so no one came with)  The doors to the house are unlocked, it is cool and empty.  I start skateboarding and saying that im the most naturally athletic person alive but then fall straight on my face trying to do what kids call a manual.  I laugh and whimper like a girl and everyone laughs and says im crazy, Katgirl caresses me like a mother.... totally worth it.... we start throwing knives at the wall, only a few of them stick.  we find a bowl of fruit and throw them at each other and throw knives at them and then smear the juices all over each other.  my mom calls me to tell me she loves me a couple of times like she often does on weekend nights but I never hear the phone...  nights two and three were chill as well.

B )

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Monday, August 6th, 2007
12:38 am
"daddy issues"
once more to the threshing floor, 
where the moon turns pale with shame,
whilst crying colors into these words, and,                       
inflecting warmth into the midnight breeze... 
and in these nights i was oh so flawed and fallible,
haunted by the sonorous voice of my dreams...

but from the facebook resistance movement:
you WILL NOT take the spark from my eye,                            
because i am not the one who has to pRETEND to die!

mood: daryl

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Monday, May 7th, 2007
11:37 pm
someone should make these facebook groups for me, ASAP.
petition to rename patriot's day bill belichik day.

when i asked my father to tell me a bedtime story as a child he read me the iliad.

"broken, bruised, forgotten, sore/too fucked up to care anymore!"

cheney/rove 08'

the triple whopper appreciation society.

if 3 people join this group i will assault my dad with a toy lightsaber.

sayid jarrah would make chuck norris beg for mercy and then refuse to grant him it.

i sometimes go multiple days without changing my underwear.

if jesus really turned water into wine why are so many christians such tight asses about getting trashed?

let's have a facebook party and tag ourselves 9 billion times!!!

petition to flog the members of my chemical romance to death.

i helped andy dick give aids back to the monkeys.

and ofcourse they should all be riddled with blatant grammatical errors and completely unrelated photographs.

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Saturday, May 5th, 2007
1:02 pm
mind tricks, no longer limited to those with weak minds.
there seems to be this concept floating around there that in order to engage in adult relations you must first learn through some sort of ritualistic wound to leave our childhood fantasies behind. that you must first learn that there's such a thing as being "too nice" and that real life romance is something aloof, detached and nonchalant.

i hope someday i get the chance to teach someone that dreams can come true, if you believe in them.

because i was never wounded, only inspired...

cute typo, fag.

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
9:09 am
the perks of being adorable.
i've been having some very fun thoughts lately which is probably why a couple of weekends ago i had a waking dream that an enraged cougar snacking on a retarded jon buono look-a-like pounced on me in broad daylight.

then on easter sunday while at work with alec stith as my witness a 28 year old stripper/isla fisher look-a-like from the other side asked me out while i was eating a greek salad.


i think not.

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Wednesday, March 28th, 2007
10:07 pm
when i was six and my brother, my mom and i first moved to the berkshires my mom used to lay a blanket down at fence of our neighbor's farm and read us fairy tales while we looked at and occasionally even pet their animals. it turns out that a 3rd grade girl happened to live there and a few days later on the bus she started talking to me and asked why i didn't have my own farm to hang out on and saw fit to tell me that i talked funny (i had a bad speech impediment.) figuring she was making fun of me i crossed my arms and stopped talking but then to my surprise she invited me over so i was like "oh... k?" so then at her house she took me to the back of her barn and kissed me and pulled our pants down and was like "look we're different" and i walked home and was like "oh... k?" the next day on the bus she ignored me but then when i was getting off the bus she invited me over again so no one would hear so i walked over to her place and we did our thing again but then on the way home her older brother jumped on top of me, pulled down my pants and lit a lighter up to my ass and balls for a bunch of seconds while i screamed and then told me to stay away from his sister. the next day on the bus she invited me over to her house again but i told her to leave me alone so she told everyone i talked funny and i said "no i didn't" but then everyone laughed at me because i did.

needless to say, this affair severely traumatized me.

and who's gonna make me mix cds when my brother goes to japan in a month???

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Monday, March 26th, 2007
2:43 am
i like it when girls try to dress me up for prom and light my arm on fire when i'm driving.
despite jamil's hesitance to sign on for both sequels before reading a script i am hopeful that "mavericks 2" will be released in time to give "pirates 3" a run for it's money as the summer's biggest blockbuster.

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Friday, March 23rd, 2007
12:39 am
this is not the time to pull out the plank.
for my part at least i know that i am not perfect but together we are a CREW and we will need every one of our unique strengths to row our fat asses through this storm.

i want to see my friends this weekend and i want to go galaxy bowling or something. i want to drive and i want every seat in my car to be occupied.

c'mon guys, we're a CREW!

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Tuesday, March 20th, 2007
9:58 pm
there is no shame on me.
if the general consensus is my condemnation i think one of you should at least find the courage to look me in the eyes and read me my crimes.

because all i hear today are whispers and echoes.

but i understand, we both know how quickly they would disintegrate under the light of a mere flashlight, let alone of day.

and know that i am deeply saddened by how all of this has transpired. though often applauded for my eloquence i cannot find the words tonight to express my sorrow and disappointment in all of this...

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1:13 pm

and when the reporters call me i just tell them that tom dumped kate because he caught her with eric bana because she was mad at him because she caught him with dom deluise and now they're putting the scientology alien savior baby up for adoption.

and the room spins just enough for a little privacy...

but my friends know what's up.

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