Ha ha! Fuck you Paint Shop! I figured you out!

Aaaahhhhhhhh! Get me out of here! Son of a bitch bastard!

Who knew he and I were both thinking and feeling the same things. I sure as fuck didn't.

In other news, I'm sick. I took some medicine when I got home today. That's been helping out alot. It knocked me out for an hour or so and I haven't been sneezing either.

To avoid getting hurt, don't get attached.

So I've been trying to write some lyrics n shit. What I come up with either doesn't sound like me or sounds generic as hell. I'd like to get together with Eric to do it but he makes himself pretty scarce. I'm much better at coming up with music. But I definitely want to have some say in lyrics. Oh well.

According to my parents, I'm on drugs. Because if I was drunk I'd be falling down. So then I'm supposed to get completely wasted to ease their mind?

Ridiculous.

Fuck. I totally forgot about the Haunted Kitchen show tomorrow. It was a band from Mexico City called Crimenes de Guerra, I think. And I really did want to check them out. Crusty Mexicans..sign me up. I don't know if Cal even still wanted to go. I haven't talked to anyone associated with the house in like, a week and a half or so. I suppose ( Read more... )

Oh man. Ol' Dirty Bastard is dead of "unknown causes". Yeah..right.

I'm hungover. And I'm hungry. I'd make macaroni and cheese but there's no butter and I don't really think I want butter-less mac'n'cheese. But I might get desperate. Someone finished off the posole..bastards. Good thing I had some last night. But I was too drink to remember how good it was.

I have that $40 gift certicate to Electric from that costume contest at the Boobie Trap. But I don't know what I want to get pierced. Suggestions? Anyone ( Read more... )