Beer.

Drink it up, fools.

(Iam)

My hair is brown ( Read more... )

It's okay guys.

I'm not going to die.

But I did dye my hair.

Still sick.

Sure.

Tonight...

Show didn't happen.

We got there early.

Bands weren't there.

We left.

Found out it started at 10 instead of 8.

Walked around The Old City.

Bored as hell.

Came home.

Ate pizza.

Watched Pee Wee Herman.

Now I'm here.

Peaceout.

Mmhmm.

endofstory.

Today's my day off ( Read more... )

I'm falling apart.

And not emotionally.

Work is breaking me down.

I need a rest.

p.s.
I did something for myself and requested 3 days off for when Ken comes down.
Yeeeah booooi.

25ht, 26th, and the 28th of July.

Thank you.

I'm in a totally different state of mind.

And I wish I could get out.

I'm totally exhausted.

I feel horrible.

And not of something that I did.

I just feel it.

Note to one self...

No more meeting random people.

Calling my house agazillion times and at 7 in the morning.

Fuck that.

People out here are fucked.

Mandy, only me and you maan.

Also!

To get threatened that I'll get kicked out and Kenny won't be able to come down...That's even more fuucked.

I HATE PEOPLE.

He bought his ticket.

Put in his two weeks.

I've been like calling more than one time a day.
(shocker!)

I'm excited.

We're excited.

Jesus Christ!