Am i the only one who feels this may all be a dream that we'll never wake up from for better or ultimately, for worse?

See "Depersonalization" and/or "Dysphoria".

It's nice to put definitions to these things.

Thursday April 3rd - Anti-Nowhere League, Blanks 77 and The Paraplegics @ Club Hell.
Saturday April 5th - Explosions In The Sky @ Lupo's.
Tuesday April 8th - Murder By Death @ the Living Room.
Wednesday April 16th - Grand Buffet @ the Living Room.
Monday April 21st - Cursive @ Club Hell.

Come one, come all or don't come at all.

Passed my third sobriety test this morning.
Fucking A right.

Haha.

I think this officially ranks me up to "Professional Drunk" status.

So.
Car number #3?

TOTALED.

Ha.

My first entry in god (who?) knows how long.
I'm not here to complain about how shitty my life is, because quite frankly you don't care and neither do I.

I am here to endorse.

Go see Jackass Number Two.
Holy shit, went to a screening tonight...and goddamn!

Best. Shit. In a long time.
That fucking good.

So, this friday, jump on that shit right

August 19th at my beachhouse ( Read more... )

August 19th at my beachhouse ( Read more... )

So it's been two months since my last update and all I have to say is:

This doesn't feel right.
Summer is 2/3 gone and all thats left is august.

I guess I have that to make whats wrong right.

Does the past really repeat itself?

If so, it's only because we make it so.
If not, then why the fuck does everyone dwell on it so much?

Today is the the day, let it die.

(P.S. - I got my own opinions, keep yours.)