a totally lame hippie chick was rocking out to the even lamer hippy bros playing, excuse me- jamming- on their guitars at fartstorm today. and someone was asking her about her most recent tattoo that was the letters SCITS in cursive on her back. what does it stand for? Simply Chillin' In The South ( Read more... )

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melodramatic punk songs run in my veins and keep me sane.

so i am trying to move to the sonora desert in the peak of summer to go to one of the top five party schools in the nation. what? it makes complete sense in my head.

in my workshop, we talked about how the most significant way of writing people/characters is through "status life." You know, because people really are only the material shit surrounding them ( Read more... )

Tonights my last night in this house, and by tomorrow i'll be out of here! I'm moving to what i've deemed as the Historic Little Caesars Neighborhood. I'll be a bit out of town, but closer to such jewels like: the army surplus store, krispy kreme, the 1 thai restuarant in asheville, the goodwill bins, pawn shops, the bowling alley, and the ( Read more... )

in retrospect, as these things always are, the past month-ish has been one of the most consistently positive of the past couple years. i almost feel like attributing it to a constant soundtrack of punk music. it is as cliche as it is true when i say punk rock has saved my life over the past year. i had a nice birthday weekend, quit my job, got a ( Read more... )

I've turned in the most ridiculous stories for my writing workshop. Fiction is really dumb. I finish writing almost three thousand words and feel like I have not reached anything new or worthwhile and when people read it, I don't think they will either. I'm not a comfortable liar and am rarely fulfilled by any fiction I read. Lit/Creative ( Read more... )

ah man. i just finished giving myself one of- what at least seems like at the moment- the radder haircuts i've had. i cut about 85% of it off. it is quite therapeutic to able to cut off my hair rather frequently, renew and try again, slightly different every three to four weeks ( Read more... )

i quit my job ( Read more... )

here it is. i moved. it took me five fucking days. who else does it take five days to move to the other side of town? i'll say it took me almost a week cuz, other than the heavy lifting, it was just me and my saturn and waaaay too much shit ( Read more... )

i think the rats are menstruating, which the internet says there is no actual bleeding but they become really lethargic and grumpy. also that fucking adorable cuddle tent turned quickly into a fucking disgusting urine rag. should of seen that coming ( Read more... )