And old buddy of mine from school (haven't really talked to him in a while though), Anthony Maserelli, died in his sleep yesterday morning from a sleeping pill and alcohol overdose. He was 23 ( Read more... )

( Colllooorrrsss... )

I don't want to work tonight. At all. Cruel and unusual punishment, I'm telling you.

( Survey. I'm bored. )

My body hates me, and I hate my body. At least for the next few days. ::nods::

Fuck every single one of my friends who did fuck all to get tickets to this Friday's show. You all knew how important this gig is to us and you still treated it like it was another local fucking sleazy bar job. It's the FUCKING WEBSTER THEATER. Main fucking stage. I know it's not fucking Madison Square Garden, but it's the biggest show the band has ( Read more... )

Woke up at 5:45 this morning. On purpose. I'm actually working on sticking to that little resolution thing I made for myself. (Also cleaned my room within an inch of it's life last night. On top of losing weight, part of the resolution was to take better care of myself in general ( Read more... )

1.Name? Angel ( Read more... )

I swear, sometimes I want to just smack my friend Meghan in the face. Six months ago, if I asked her to hang out, or if I was really intent on her coming to a show, she'd be there no questions asked. Now, I ask her to come to the Webster show - our biggest show to date - and we're a week before the date and she's giving me some "I don't know" ( Read more... )

Hot shit!

You are a guitar.


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( Nothing else to do... )