Radiohead AND Deerhoof under one roof on the same night?! Sweet Jesus, help me.
Come Sunday, I'll have two goals: make my ma happy and score tickets for this show.

Our apartment managers got fired today for telling the owners and the California Occupational Safety and Health Administration that the complex may contain asbestos. In what kind of world is that even justified?

Picnic Day is on Saturday. Picnic Day = drunkenness all day long and inseminated horses! You should come; it'll be fun as fuck.

I just had my first cello lesson. For next week, I'm to practice my bowing, Twinkle Twinkle, and the D major scale. Hooray for large stringed instruments!

And now I'm off to get a haircut. Good riddance to this shoulder length shit.

Today the extremes were accounted for. Bryan landed us tickets for Beck and I found out I am going to school this quarter for NOTHING. (Here, "nothing" really does mean nothing!)

I am beat and full of regrets.

Beck is coming to Davis! I've been waiting for this moment ever since I set ears to Odelay in junior high. SWEET JESUS I hope I get tickets.

I just spent the last hour and a half browsing the internet and now I feel like a fat. The only good that came of this was that I found a very worthless website called wiki.ehow.com. Among other things like teaching the world how to Become an Eclectic/Independent Music Beacon and Act Like a Pirate, it also tells you how to Dirty Dance. Along with ( Read more... )

My registered sex offender apartment manager came to show two Asian fellows our place just now. I let them in and started walking back to my room when I noticed the pregnancy test and douche laid out in the living room for all to see. Courtesy of Michael John.

Sadie, a girl I've been working with at the elementary school for a year, doesn't have to come in to the Reading Room anymore because apparently, she's THAT good at reading. I don't completely agree with this decision because her comprehension and writing skills leave much to be desired, but hey, it's not called the Reading/Comprehension/Writing ( Read more... )

if tom brosseau is up on stage, then everything is in its right place. yes, even your $10.

today in class, i mistook a small dog for a small child. folks, this is why you never give your dog a volcano ponytail.

WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY BIKE? i find myself missing it every day ( Read more... )