I am in California. It's been quite an experience thus far.
I love my tattoo. California is awesome.
Garth is writing a paper so I may go play guitar.

I got my tax refund, and now Allison, Brian and I are going to get a tattoo.
Then we and stefbrendiva are going to a karaoke bar ( Read more... )

It started to seem like winter was over as temperatures started going up to the forties, then all of Manhattan was blanketed by snow over night. It didn't even look like the same city ( Read more... )

"Yes I sold my soul to corporate America. And with the money, I bought it back."
-Remember, it is better to Be than to Do.

I took myself on a date today. Not in the literal sence, but I just went out by myself, and did my own thing. I got some books from the library and camped out in a Starbucks to read them. It's good to be able to live inside yourself sometimes, instead of placing your self worth on others ( Read more... )

Nothing makes sense, and even less has purpose. I don't know what is wrong with me lately. I keep cyceling through rage and depression. I get carried away by destructive thoughts. I want to break or burn something, even though I know it will do no good ( Read more... )

*giggle*
Happy BAMiversary guys!

Two years ago on Christmas eve, I was in Waffle House. Having a Coffee and Cigarrettes marathon. It was my first WaHo smoke out, and when I returned home to do it again, the laws had changed. The New York plague of no smoking in doors had caught on. Oh well, at least you guys still have the bars ( Read more... )

The Carver is Quintin, how lame.
The MTA Subway people have gone on strike. So no subway for anyone. Also lame.
Gotta take a taxi to work, but my boss is paying for it.

When I was in Georgia my grandma gave me a journal. Her idea was that I could write songs in it, but I didn't tell her that I have a couple notebooks for tabs, lyrical poems, and songs ( Read more... )