So basically, I can't stand my parents. I can't stand my job. I can't stand being mad for no reason. I can't stand being at home on a Friday night, and most of all, I can't stand any of my teachers (which is misleading since none of them know how to teach).

A couple quotes to sum up the Crackjaw show last night:

"I Love smoking weed."
-Danny

"Tom, I think I shit myself."
-Andy Seabright

You have no idea how amazing last night was.

If you missed it for one reason or another, you're obviously an idiot.

Note to self: Carry extra batteries in case of emergencies.

For once I want something important to me to go the way I want it.

Let's hope Norma Jean makes everything better tomorrow.

A year and a half you just can't get past.

Vague references lead to supreme knowledge.

I found a use for Myspace!

More on this later.

Basically, I'm choosing to be fucked over. I don't need to put up with this. It's ridiculous.

Last night was quite an experience.

Today I ate a bowl of honey comb and at least 42 pizza rolls. And somehow, I still can't break 145 lbs.