It seems like whenever i go to california, i feel like im missing on something/someone really important. But it's just my overactive imagination. But man does it bug me, because i have nothing else to do besides think about it/him/her.
me and blake won our pfd debate, it seems like something i could really get into. it's like permission to be a dick and think your right, which i already do. so it should be tight.
so i like this girl. and i probably shouldnt. nothing will prolly come from it. and it bums me out alot. it's weird im letting it bother me so much, i barely know her. but the fact that im letting it bother me infatuates me, so i keep dwelling. it's one of those-'dont even know i exist, blah blee' deals. but it's cool. im chilly.
goods: I saw norm macdonald's stand up at the Improv, they didnt check my ID. sooo fuck yeah. He's like my 3rd favorite stand up comic ever
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i just cut my hair again. i cut my bangs so it always looks like my hairs parted. and i chopped the hell out of the top. i dont know why i ever paid for this.