i've been feeling rather productive lately. i've been waking up ready to rock, and rock i do. all day and all night. i need to get my bunkbeds and my car from my mom's house, get some screws to finish my auxiliary medicine cabinet project, and make use of all of these things to the fullest extent ( Read more... )

ok, i am officially changing my name.

call me juan.

hey, i don't know if anyone reads this that would be interested, but i am looking to start a garage/pre-punk/straight rock band. no frills, no skills, just energy.
anyone?

i am harboring a runaway. i have already corrupted him by supplying him with pornography and tobacco and by escorting him through the pioneer courthouse square mardis gras madness. i think we're going to enslave him in exchange for room and board.

oh, and on a side note...i found out this morning that i won't be dying anytime soon. sorry.

i was just reading a friend's journal, and she was discussing what she thought love was. she made a list of characteristics of love and what it is. here is her list ( Read more... )

so, i got pre-emptively dumped again.

it hella sucks dude. i can't even be mad about it, because she was up-front about it and mature and handled the situation the best that anyone could.

it's just really disheartening to have this shit shit keep happening to me.

i'm falling for this girl. f'reals. it's like amber all over again, minus the 2000 miles and the the fiancee.

this will end in years of weeping; i can already tell.

but it's totally worth it.

so i haven't been sleeping well. it's gone on for long enough that i didn't even realize until i was talking about how tired i am ( Read more... )

sorry.

i'm drunk. i'm sorry if i offended anyone. yeah.

i'm almost not sick anymore. almost.

aside from that, why can't i get any of the things i need/want? it's not like i'm asking for the world or anything. i want a shitty little minimum wage job. i want a girl to so much as take notice of me. i want food. damn, do i ever want food.

is this too much to ask? i mean, really...