Don’t worry, this’ll all be interesting when I’m dead.

Alright, the form email has been set up. I hope this reduces my spam level.

After leaving Friday night and coming home Sunday night, I had 215 emails. 9 were legitimate. For those who have my email address, it’s still fine to write to like normal. The form is only to avoid having my email address public.

Also, the old guestbook link has been taken down because it doesn’t look like it’ll ever be made active again. So please mark your territory on the fun GuestMAP!

Have a good holiday.

2,400 emails in 26 days.

That just can’t be good. Damn the god damned spam. Don’t be surprised if I soon turn my email address into a form mail to try to cut down on all this. You see, robots scan the web looking and picking up email addresses. I think they’ve picked mine up quite a few times.

It’s a common phrase: The pen is mightier than the sword.

Some words just hit you like a brick. They can make your stomach sink. They can take the words right out of your mouth leaving you absolutely breathless.

It’s what I love about writing and poetry. It’s the challenge of eliciting laughter, tears, and emotions that can’t be described without using even more powerful words. Some people just have that power and they don’t even know it. We all have that power. Some just use it better than others, without even trying.

“No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatsoever at any time. There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.” — Martha Graham

Fantasia deserves the win. Congrats to her.

Query to all Bloggers:

Anyone know of a free, fully customizable blog commenting script with email notification? I love my snor-comments but I don’t think there’s a way to get email notification…

The Shroud — (c)2004 Coz Baldwin

Shroud your body in

white lies and turtlenecks.

Tell yourself you don’t belong.

Dry your eyes out with

sea salt and papertowels.

Don’t let another tear fall.

Mold that mask into

something just a little more

easier to contend with.

Why don’t you just tear it all away?

Break it down brick by brick

and mortar up another brand new life.

You’ll love the sunny days again

and dance a waltz with drops of rain.

You’ll find a way to entertain

and find content within mundane.

Build your house up of

playing cards and sugar glass.

Line up all your soldiers, girl.

Forget the poetry.

It’s not like it was ever yours.

You’re lying to yourself again.

(and thanks for all the inspiration.)

Why don’t you just tear it all away?

Break it down brick by brick

and mortar up another brand new life.

You’ll love the sunny days again

and dance a waltz with drops of rain.

You’ll find a way to entertain

and find content within mundane.

You’ll clear a path away from pain.

You’ll drink from cups of fine champagne

and learn the power of refrain

and learn the feeling of disdain

and be blind to all that you can feign

while lying with your frightened swaine

because you chose to walk this lane

of fallen stars and the psuedo-sane.

but thanks for all the inspiration.

Finally some pics of my new room, for those who haven’t seen it. Crazy Carousel Slideshow

Sometimes the only way you see how much you mean to someone is when you see how much you hurt them.

It’s a shame it has to come to that.

It’s a shame they just can’t tell you.

Sometimes when we need attention, it’s concluded that bad attention is better than none at all.

And for that being true, I do apologize. But I have a taste for blood, just as we all do. I’m not above that, neither are you.

There’s something new on this site.

I’ve put up a lot of my work from my last two years of high school. I’m getting rid of a bunch of the artwork so I thought I should capture it somehow. The links on the sidebar now read as “Artwork” and “Digital Art.” As always, you can leave your comments at the bottom of the artwork’s page.

I hope you enjoy! This is something that I’ve been wanting to do for years. It may not seem like much but I consider it an achievement, being able to get it all up there.

A had done a portrait of a fellow overdraw.net member a little while ago. I just kept forgetting to add it to my collection.

I did it because she had taken the initiative to do one of me… which was crazy because she is one of the best artists I’ve ever known to roam the online drawing sites.

Here is the one of me.

And my portrait of her has been added.

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It’s nothing that a little bit of more drama won’t cure.

It’s nothing that a little bit of more torture can’t heal.

Something, just a little bit of more food for your thoughts.

And nothing that I won’t object to.

It don’t matter what I tell you

Just as long as you can hear it.

You don’t have to take it to heart

You don’t have to ever fear it.

But don’t tell me what I can’t do

When you were just right there beside me.

Just listen as my faith slips away

And ignore it ’cause ill be here anyway.

New computer: done

Everyone write me an email so I can get your addresses into my New Address Book.

Thanks. I have just about none.

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