Oh jesus. We tried to help our next door neighbor's cat, Princess Sugar-Butt and instead we got caught/in trouble ( Read more... )

I don't know what my problem is, but socializing is driving me crazy and I can't stand to go to the bars unless there is someone I know and like who is out and about. I don't go just to go because I keep ending up in conversations that are so mediocre, I wish I was sitting by myself and people watching. People are really bad at leaving me alone ( Read more... )

If You Want to Write: A book about independence and spirit ( Read more... )

I went to a party in a clearing on someone's property, a little south of Lawrence. There was a huge fire that was on it's dying embers, but due to the size of it, it's dying embers were gonna last until dawn. Folks were also encouraged to camp if they were to drink, so it said on the filer. I watched the fire for a while, then the sky for a ( Read more... )

I still scream and cry because of this band. I wanna make music because of this group of people and their work. If they weren't around, I'd still be a hollow echo singing Jimi Hendrix covers or some empty rendition of "Love is a Battlefield". Oh thank God ( Read more... )

Our cats are devllishly cute, but jesus, I don't have the guts to clean up half of a mouse in the hallway. Thank god I didn't step on it ( Read more... )

I get no pleasure from getting "getting my shit done", i.e. recycling, cleaning my room (hardcore organizing, but I have not organized my LPs or books) cooking, etc. The only reason I do it is because either I go crazy if I don't get it done, or other people are disappointed that I haven't done my end of cleaning. But then, at the end, I'm not ( Read more... )

Why do I have to get frustrated and pissed off EVERY night about going to bed? I don't know why. I do about everything I can to not succumb to sleepiness and ANOTHER night in a comfortable bed. I'd rather be in a ditch or someone's crusty couch just so I don't have to sleep in my bed another night. go figue.

Last night, I was adventuring around town after work with some of my friends to watch the Spook Lights (lawrence) and the Voodoo Organist (LA). I bumped into one of my old high school friends, Brock, on his last night in Lawrence. He's off to San Diego or San Fransisco, probably not to return to Lawrence. I remember I decided that he's a jerk, ( Read more... )

Oh...my..god (imagine Kalila saying that ( Read more... )