I don't know what the fuck is going on in my head, or in my life for that matter.

I need alcohol.

I'm trying to make plans to move to columbia for the summer. it is kind of hard because I need:
a car
somewhere to live
some way of making money

I'm going to ask my brother if he can get me a job at sounds familiar, but I still have the car and housing situation.
if anyone wants somebody to live with, tell me.

"I guess you've found a way
to make 10 minutes last forever"

How to make a andrew ferguson
Ingredients:

3 parts anger

3 parts brilliance

5 parts empathy
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add lustfulness to taste! Do not overindulge!

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

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Reading Andy's weekend post makes me miss home. I want to go back. Even if I don't move back I just want to go for a couple weeks. I want to remember who I was, and who I should be.

In other news. I stretched my ears yesterday. I went straight from an 8 to a 4 and damn it feels good...in a painful "oh God what the hell was I thinking" kind of

Burns Out Bright came to nashville and I didn't even know about it. Damn it.

the worst/best feeling of anticipation in the world is waiting for your ears to heal just so you can rip a bigger hole in them.

I am sick of the way people are treated when they die. Everyone seems to love dead people, and everything they say is all of a sudden extremely profound and amazing ( Read more... )