I don't get it ( Read more... )

So Joe Menos book *Hairstyles Of The Damned* could very easily be the biography of my high school days. I won't go into detail of comparisons up and down, back and fourth and in and out of how the book mirrors my life to a very scary degree but it's there. If you haven't read the book, go pick it up. Metal head turned *punk rocker*, the Misfits, ( Read more... )

I'm considering *Pooacide* Taking a bunch of laxatives and shitting myself to death.

That is all.

Entry, entry, entry...I'm in front of a computer and should make and entry. Or perhaps I'll make and entrance. *A rough looking individual enters the room, winks at the first friend he sees and raises his beer in recognition. Our subject then takes two more steps into the room and promptly trips over the rug that has inched up a bit in the center ( Read more... )

Right-wing, Right-brained, Right guy, wrong place, wrong time. Left handed, left out, left over...the evolving story of my life. From being the guy who *could get pretty much any girl he wanted* (someone elses quote, thank you) to being the guy who pretty much doesn't have or want a girl. (And no that doesn't mean I want dudes now). Sleep deprived ( Read more... )

So the CTA has finally caught on or stupidly stumbled upon my *magic* CTA card. The card that always came up reading Error: Code 38. The card that has let me ride the L for free for the last 8 months or so. this saddenns me. I'm not a cheap bastard and can afford my buck 75 for an L ride, but it was all an ideal, about beating the system... ( Read more... )

So I took my day today that I planned on. Getting on the L, riding around. I mean of course this was my final destination...but I hopped on and people watched for a while, looked out at the city I live in and all that jazz. I was quite content for about 2 hours today. Now, out of nowhere, I've just become two inches shy of a full blown panic attack ( Read more... )

My Phone works again. Told you all it wouldn't take long. I had the apartment to myself last night. It was nice. I watched Garden State (Hadn't seen it yet) and I watched Stripes again. Bill Murry in that movie is so my Uncle Tom. I snuggled up with the cat and just drank vanilla cokes and at combos. It was a psudo-self pampering quiet time alone. ( Read more... )

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY ( Read more... )

I'm probably more happy right now that I have been in nearly 15 years. Life is just a good ball of stuff these days. Problem is that I am just flat out bored at the same time. My creative juices runneth over and I just flat out don't have a suitable outlet for em. Music? sure...if I can get a band together. Photography?...perhaps if I find a person ( Read more... )