So by TK's reminder, I checked to see whether my livejournal had in fact been deleted after 30 days and it had not. So I'll probably just leave it up again.

i was just involved in my first downtown bicycle accident, and it involved a chartered bus. nothing so serious as what you might be imagining.

that might have been the worst weekend in recorded history

Yesterday, watched a funny Busta Rhymes video and did a whole shit load of nothing.

Today, apartment building was on fire, we bought some milk, and a black man in a Cutlass Supreme claimed he got that chronic.

Tomorrow, helping kids write essays in Mr. Kay's class, probably going to skip out on that and play frisbee like the old days.

Yesterday, I got really bored at work and wore some Wallabees.

Today, I ate lots of food and played some video games and saw that guitarist from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

Tomorrow, I'm going to have my teef drilled by a sadistic man in white and remember why the STAY PUFT marshmallow man freaked me out so much when I was younger.

Yesterday, I hung out with David Chang and stayed up until 6 and made a dumb mistake.

Today, I missed Trevor in the morning and watched Style Wars and got the internet and walked around with David.

Tomorrow, I hope to see lots of people and win at Jeopardy.

yesterday i watched batman. today i am wearing a g-unit shirt. tomorrow i think i'm going to go buy some books.

i just shook hands with the devil, the devil being michael ignatieff. what a scary man...

Dropped that real estate science with the assistance of one Mr. Theodore Babiak. That lease has been muthafuckin' signed.

I'm having a weird conversation with my big brother right now. It's weird. Y'know, one of those situations that kinda sticks out as being odd but you can't really express it until you're detached from the moment.

PS. Masked Ball is the best song ever.