how the hell am I supposed to make a great winter mix cd with it being so nice outside? Any suggestions ( Read more... )

You Are 29 Years Old

29

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe ( Read more... )

One of the saddest things happened to me the other day, midst a barrage of emotion launched at the countdown of 2004. My pet rat, Barnaby, died. It wasn't so much the death that bothered me, it was the fact that he had wedged himself in one of the windows of his house and become stuck. He must have flailed for awhile until his heart gave out. I ( Read more... )

Waves upon waves of good and bad.

1. Dirt
2. Split
3. ?

last time this happened the third involved something getting stolen. I'm locking my doors.

This is important because my youth is over. I ( Read more... )

My bike was stolen last night. I walked to work, I felt like shit, I left early. Fuck.

ok, so Emily and i broke up last night, which sucks. I don't really want to go into details about it, but I just hope she doesn't hate me cause she's a really cool person and I've been a dick to her for the past little while. Anyway, I was thinking about maybe sitting around and drinking tonight so whoever's up for it, you're welcome to come over ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in a while, but that may be because I haven't had much to say. I've been sober and very uninteresting. Ever since about two saturdays ago when I got really drunk and did a lot of things I'm either ashamed of or not ashamed of becuse I can't remember them, I've limited my booze intake to weekends only. Suprisingly I've been ( Read more... )

ok, so after many delays I finally begin work tomorrow, and I'm finished my essay. Anyway, new work means Starbucks is leaving my system. To celebrate I'm going to go out with co-workers on the 14th of this month, but I don't know where. Any suggestions? Who wants to come out and celebrate the end of coffee slavery with me?!!!??!

so once again i am slightly unsobrierized and i can't help but think about the Dale Earnhardt poster over the sink at 12:30. Briefly paraphrased, "the key to victory is heart". How am I gonna get my essay done, my book finished, my screenplay started in which flesh eating hobos thrive off starving artists looking for cheap studio space. I'll do ( Read more... )