There are three things that a real man must acquire taste for: beer, pussy, and coffee. I only really like one, but I'm working on beer and coffee.

This is pretty much for Stacey. I believe that she is the only person I know who had me on their friends list. Oh well ( Read more... )

That was an understatement. I don't work today--we got rained out. We probably won't work tomorrow either, which means I might get a 5-day weekend. Regardless, today will consist of the following ( Read more... )

"I feel inspired [to go out and do something]. But I can't find my pants.

That's how I felt today. Fuck the world. I did not, and am quite convinced that I WILL not, receive any positive feedback from the girl at work, whom I asked to go for coffee sometime. We worked together today, and it was weird and awkward. When everyone else left and it was just the two of us left, conversation was the worst that it has EVER been ( Read more... )

I have this habit of coming up with some cool songs in my head, and then forgetting how they went before I get a chance to write them down. At work today I wrote one that was very Maybe Smith, only a little more accessible. I can't remember the chord progressions or melody, though. It pisses me off, because it was a gooder ( Read more... )

. . .w as not bad while bearing in mind the $12.54/hour wage. (I'm going to trim my life over the last while down). There was this incredibly cute Chinese girl there today. That was sweet. What wasn't sweet was the she goes back to China for the summer on Sunday. She was so fucking cute, man. Aaarrrrgh ( Read more... )

To sell my soul
To have the guts
To grow some balls,
So that I might finally be able
To do what I've wanted to do,
But never wanted to want:
To make the world my whore,
To bleed on it,
Then throw it away
And make it feel as cheap as I've felt
For not making it feel cheap.

I think that apathy can be a good thing in certain situations. Apathetic people are indifferent, and are more able to look at things objectively; they are just less likely to look at all. But when I look at things like politics, movies like Farenheit 911, religion, and other emotionally charged topics, I am reminded that the passionate often ( Read more... )

Scott Weiland writes some bad lyrics. I love him, I truly do. But sometimes they're just bad ( Read more... )