These bouts of insomnia need to stop. I swear I can taste gravity.

ok, so we was in... i think we was in reno. they had, they had real good catering, like, i mean, real great catering. there was, i mean, there was like grapes that was already peeled, see? and little... i mean real little crackers that were buttery and delicious. it was a real good spread. but paul... paul see, he was obsessed with this cheese ( Read more... )

there was an earthquake?

Without my beard, I look untrustworthy.

i just can't believe it...

well, i've pulled out the ol' six-string again. it's become a sort of annual rite for me to try to teach myself how to play the guitar. i think i'll actually make some progress this time. pulling guitar tabs off the internet is phenomenal. the internet can do anything.

the sex pistols are on leno. johnny rotten is very old. it makes me sad.

there's nothing up my sleeves
there's nothing up my sleeves
there's nothing up my sleeves

i'm feeling happy lately. that's nice. that's new.

i wish i were taller.

i swear i fall in love with every girl i meet. trouble is i can't tell if she likes me. my self esteem is like a roller coaster right now. i wish i could get off.

stephen colbert is running for president and they just announced street fighter IV. today is a good day.