I thought maybe, just maybe, I could get through this summer without having to go to a(nother) wake for one of my friends.

R.I.P. Jamid Garcia.

Sleeping on the couch in air conditioning until 9 AM, not one but two phone conversations with my special lady, a home-made scrambled egg and cream cheese sandwich on a Ray's onion bagel, a glass of pepsi, a liter of seltzer, a quarter bag of dark chocolate Flipz, and an episode The Black Donnelys on nbc.com ( Read more... )

( he mocks in vain )

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I hate taking my medication.

Sometimes, you can be having a terrible day, and then out of nowhere something GREAT happens and completely changes not only your mood, but starts to alter your entire fucking outlook on life.

Mad props to John Joseph "Bloodclot" McGowan for being a true man of honor, and a man of his word.

Reply and I'll give you a letter. Find ten songs that start with that letter and post them to your journal. I got "D ( Read more... )

This entry is for my family, and for any of you who read regularly and who may not have seen me in a really long time and want to know what I look like and what I'm up to nowadays. These two pictures just about sum it up. I'm the one in the black shirt with the yellow print, staring straight ahead at the camera.

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Cancelled all my cards. Thank God for moms who work at the DMV; a new license is also coming down for me ( Read more... )

I'm in day three of looking for my fucking wallet. I just turned my bedroom upside down looking. It's not there ( Read more... )