After about 3 years (LJ says 169 weeks), with some unnamed impetus, I'm back on this thing. To all those reading past postings: please keep in mind that my life is MUCH better now, I'm still writing and not nearly as pessimistic, and there will be more to come as I add it. Also, my fervent love for all things grunge has not faded (Currently waiting ( Read more... )

I feel absolutely worthless. I believe I'll be alone until I sum up enough money and courage for a venereal-disease infested Russian mail-order bride. And even then, she may pull a return to sender on me. I believe I've posted this before, but it rings especially true right now ( Read more... )

But here I am. Safe and sound. Well, maybe not sound; but definitely safe. So, let's recap.

Um, Christmas was ok. Wasn't the best ever due to insufficient funds, but I got what I wanted. This bad boy. In a natural gloss finish. And OH MAN, is the mahogany SOOO damn beautiful. This guitar is perfect, except for some buzzing of the strings due to ( Read more... )

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Today was a pretty good day. Actually, let me recap Friday and Saturday just a bit. We drank Sunny Brook whiskey (it got us Shitty Brook) and had a grand ole time down at the Boy's house this weekend. Friday night we watched a movie: Boondock Saints. Hell yeah! That's an awesome movie. Saturday night we all played the alphabet drinking game, and ( Read more... )

If a perfect God made someone like me ( Read more... )

Inspired by Jamie's stunning rendition of the song, and by my own newfound love for the title track (and Locomotive Breath), I bought this magnificent album at Hastings yesterday evening.


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Last night, that is. Boy and I had been planning to get drunk this weekend since Wednesday, so I came to the house with ten dollars on a fat bottle. We decided (along with the other people putting in on it) to go with tequila. So they left and the Boy and I waited for them to return. We played guitar and smoked a b, and before we knew it they were ( Read more... )

Leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word. No more. Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.Today I asked that Stephanie girl out, finally. She said "no" at almost the same time I uttered "me." I must admit, it feels a lot better without the pressure of trying to impress. ( Read more... )

I wish I were blind and deaf, so I could just scream my way through life ( Read more... )