Started with the biggest done me wrong song ever. Ended with several holes in the wall the size of my fist. Motherfucker screwed me over, lied about me to people I care about, and then continues borderline stalking me for whatever fucked up reason he's got. I ought to just knock him out and be done with it. He deserves it. So for those of you who ( Read more... )

Things are pretty rough right now. Currently, I ain't even sure how I'm gonna make rent. Which is pretty bad, considering the fact that I work 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, in one of the most difficult professions that one can ever get himself into. What do I do? If I told people straight up what it is that I do, they would think that I'm insane. ( Read more... )

It seems that getting my ass fired didn't work out too bad. In fact, part of me got fired on purpose. Like I said, I was playing chicken. Driving towards a cliff, and I didn't really fucking give a damn. So anyway, day after I got fired, I moved into my new flat. Day after that, I walked into a Japanese restaurant on the Lower East Side and got ( Read more... )

Ever have someone fire you with tears in his eyes? Cos I just did. The guy didn't want to do it. He wouldn't have done it. But the fella in charge was quite simply not man enough to do it himself. Instead, he got one of my friends to do it. So he wouldn't have to get his hands dirty. That, I do not respect. I've lost all respect I've ever had for ( Read more... )

Dear Santa ( Read more... )

Been a while since I've had such bizarre dreams as I had last night, but the ones that I recall are normally pretty violent. Zombies, giant snakes, and the like. Usually zombies. So this one was pretty weird. The way it started off, I was out in the woods with Steve, my best friend from high school, Paul, this kid that I would rarely admit was sort ( Read more... )

Coyote Sunset (obviously named for that bar that I love ( Read more... )

Heh. Just picked up my costume for Halloween. The chicks are gonna love it. Not gonna say what it is just yet, but I'll put up some photos on my myspace profile.

I got it. I'm calling that special cocktail a Paperback Romance. Yes, indeed. I am a corn ball. Don't nobody go spilling the beans that I named it for a girl.