because last night my feet got fucking soaked.

SOAKED>

SSSOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAKED.

the rain today was coming down hard and cheering me up. Sort of. Not necessarily up and up cheery, but that sort of reassuring melancholy that's almost as good.

comfort in being sad

saw The Bourne Supremacy. Good car chases, good to get out of the place. Then I ate burritos and watched The Simpsons.

Good enough.

good enough anyway ( Read more... )

I fought the law, with a law gun.
I fought the law, but the law won.

Wanna fight the law, anyone?

I'm quite the bored one right now but don't really know who I'd call.

so what do I do? just netsurf? rot out my eyes?

even music is getting old.

a little better now, but no one's reading this, so I suppose that negates it's value?

making friends is over/underrated.

going to a show and seeing your ex-girlfriend there is like, the lamest thing ever.

like seriously; you can have your friends, sex and popularity; hell, you can even have "tastes" by the whole rest of the world's standards; but leave my fucking rock shows alone.

the thing about spring for me is that it's kinda shitty. right now I'm fine chilling by my lonesome, doing the solo thing; I don't really need complications.

(warning: confessional stuff ahead)

but spring just makes me horny. . . like I just want to get some but I don't want to be one of those sorts of guys ( Read more... )

I went out the other day and rocked out to some bands I'd never heard of but they ruled and it was good ( Read more... )

so it's been a while, but hings are looking up for me.
I got a job at a record store, quit the dishwashing thing. actually able to go out to shows.
WHo's going to the MELVINS AND MUDHONEY?

show of the year!

anyway, yeah, that's all for now.