*Disclaimer: The following entry is being written at 7:45 am after my first day of work--eight hours of night shift. I apologize for any self-righteousness that may come out during this entry ( Read more... )

The summer after graduation was affectionately titled "Sorry About Last Night," due to many many drunken mishaps among my friends, mainly Melissa and I (who incidentally came up with the summer's title). Last summer was titled "Thanks For Letting me Crash on Your Floor," because, between frequent Cinci visits, numerous parties, and six weeks of ( Read more... )

I've been having a love affair with my cigarettes as of late. I think it's the first relationship I haven't wanted to end. What can I say, we have a burning passion. (Yeah...I know. That was horrible.)

The end.

Yesterday was actually kind of eventful. Molly St.Cyr got married, and it seems that everyone from my childhood was at the wedding. It was interesting. Our old church choir director got drunk and kept talking about how great it was to see everyone. He went to kiss me on the cheek as we left, but he missed and kissed me on the neck. That's ( Read more... )

Oh, nostalgia, how you make me feel so old and sad ( Read more... )

I could really use a few drinks right about now.

I was just starting to really freak out because of my lack of a job, when I got a call from Kroger yesterday afternoon. I have an interview there tomorrow for a position as an overnight stock person. Today, Joseph-Beth Booksellers called and set an interview up with me. I really really want to work at a book store, and Joseph-Beth is neat. If I ( Read more... )

I'm always waiting for something to happen that will make me wake up and just say "Oh, I get it." To make me realize that I am actually alive, living a life, and that it's not as absolutely pointless as it feels. I doubt that will ever happen; I'm starting to think nothing has any meaning (I know, and I claimed not to be a nihilist just about two ( Read more... )

Went to a show tonight. International Orange. They have Robert Sledge (former Ben Folds Five bassist) on bass, Snuzz (who used to be in a band with Ben Folds) on guitar and vocals, some drummer who I'd never seen but he was good, and this really hot skinny boy, also on guitar and vocals. They were actually damn good. And the show was only $6. ( Read more... )

How is it that no matter how old Elvis Costello gets, he remains incredibly attractive? Same with Paul McCartney.