Let's see, what did I do today ( Read more... )

'Nuff said. ;-)

I just thought of something really funny. Tamara took a shower at my house because she walked up South Shore to see me. A conversation that took place later that day follows.

Tamara: I know something you don't know.

Jason: About what?

Tamara: The shower that I took at your house today.

Jason (hopeful): Oooh...did you do anything... ( Read more... )

When I woke up this morning, everything I felt last night (that is, wanting to be happy) disappeared. All the plans and ideas I had washed away. I got up, ate, smoked, showered and went to work out, all with the determined grimness of a young man struggling to relive epiphany ( Read more... )

Ever ( Read more... )

I've never seen two people whose interactions change so much as Tamara and her mom. One minute, they're fighting. The next, their buds again. It never ceases to amaze me. Most of the time when she's around me her mom seems to be pretty nice, but I don't know. Whatever. Her mom brought her car by here in seeming niceness, but they were fighting ( Read more... )

The mote that is in your brother's eye you see, but the beam that is in your eye, you see not. When you cast the beam out of your eye, then you will see clearly to cast the mote out of your brother's eye.

Seems that every time I get fucked up two things happen: I get sick, and everyone gets pissed off. ("Jason, shut up! Jason, shut up!") I guess I just have low tolerances. Need to learn moderation.I had an okay time. Friday night was fucked up. I was sick most of Saturday. Took Mike to Carolines ( Read more... )

Cigarettes ( Read more... )

...sad all of a sudden. I want to be happy, I guess. I need to quit fucking smoking. Goddamn everything to hell. My psychiatrist told me that nicotine causes more mood swings than any controlled substance, including heroin. Shit ( Read more... )