I've got a new journal. Kept those who I wanted to keep as internet-friends, and to the rest, no offense.

There is a party @ 1314 w. Chestnut floors 1* and 2 on the Saturday of this weekend. You should come.

* That's where I live.

Q: Um, could you tell me a bit about the mechanisms on your bike?

A: Well, it's a skycycle actually, honey. It's not a bike. A skycycle.
There are only two skycycles in the whole world and i have them both.
I had three, but the third one is in the bottom of the Snake River Canyon.

I ate a Chop-Pak, from Chopper's at 1659 N. Ashland in Bucktown, and now I'm dead. Like, it seriously put me under the table. I just woke up from a four hour Chop-Pak-induced slumber and, though my belly is no longer full, I still feel the Chop-Pak's presence like an apparition, like the ghostly presence of a once-carried stillborn child. The Chop- ( Read more... )

A lot of times when I say "it" I mean "life."
It's not so bad = Life's not so bad.

I'm only posting this to tell you I'm listening to the Human League.

Spot Check for Shitty Writing
A Response to the Lead Story from Kiss Machine Version 8.0 (an Otherwise Fine Magazine) and Plenty of Other Student Writing I've Encountered in My Three Years at Columbia College of Chicago and in Other Magazines

• Assign your lit/psych/writing major to your narrator
• Reference a "japanese noise band" to give your scene ( Read more... )

a few products of a few hours spent each day at the practice space.

1111111 -- the first thing i recorded in there, from a few days ago.
2222222 -- first from today. kinda stupid.
3333333 -- last from today. some natural errors and a little bit of fuckery going on to maximize the awesome.

this is the sticker i designed for my friends' band
it will be printed and available soon GET ONE DUDE:


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blah blah blah caitlin holcomb blah blah blah
bla bljablja creepy pictures blha lha blha girlfriend blha lbha blah likes ginger ale
talks about whiskey blha lbha blha blah is 21 blah blahb alhbha
blah blah blhablha bloody ksulls blah lablhb lbha blahblhb blah
blah blha blah blah blah blahb lhab woodcutters union blah lbha lblha

and the sun don't shine
and all the stars don't shine
and all the walls fall down
and all the fish get drowned