why haven't i acquired the new pavement crooked rain x2 reissue yet?
i'm in san diego. the trip from the house to the oakland airport was smooth sailing, what a relief. voting tomorrow. listened to my mother, my father, and my step-father talk about why bush is who they are voting for. "the debates were just a show" it's quite depressing. when i was over mission bay and i started to recognize the landscape from the plane, i had a weird incredibly sad moment. as if i missed it here terribly and didn't even know it.
people came into work this morning drunk. i wish i had gone out. but i've been up for twenty hours so far... that doesn't mean anything. no one made fun of my short pants today.
my sister jen who is 14 has a smiths "meat is murder" tshirt.
my sister liz who is 13 rocks all american rejects so so loud.
my sister lauren who is 11 told me if she got a tattoo, it'd be on her lower lip. and it'd say "please". and then stuck her lower lip out and looked at me pleadingly.
i thought i missed tv, but i turned it on here and didn't find anything good on with 9999999 channels. i ended up watching football in high def.
if i could do one thing right now, it'd be sex. but realistically, i'd just want to play some dod.