saw the Swingin' Utters and Youth Brigade last night down at the creepy crawl. sometimes i pretend like i'm a punk. we go downtown and do things like drink colt 45's right outside crumbling buildings in serious rehab and johnny-on-the-spots with the gospel rubbing shoulders with 'for a good time call...' ads. this guy wiffler, who just shaved his ( Read more... )

Celly told me to pretend that a stick shift is like a penis-- jerk it, shift it, get it to do what you want, while at the same time don't ignore the other parts ( Read more... )

in the furry of moving my bras have become MIA. except for one, a ripped sports bra that i thought had retired long ago. apparantly not. now i sit in a room that might as well be a mortuary. turkey's done, needlesstosay. but bertha and gladis have joined teams and are now pressed against me for dear life ( Read more... )

i've never been much of a kegger myself. but last night that all changed ( Read more... )

well, i got the house. woo-hoo! no more alanis morisette in the morning.. boo-hoo ( Read more... )

i'm looking at a house today. pretty sweet deal thanks to the hook-ups with my kinfolk. and its 12 minutes tops from uni. considering right now, i'm on every major interstate in the metro every schoolday. turns out the cute little yellow bus doesn't pick up college students an hour away from school ( Read more... )

lately, i've been having ample amounts of self-motivation; i have no idea where it's coming from. as many of you know, i've moved in with my auntie for just a few... hopefully. i wake up from my flat tire airmattress to the sounds of alanis morisette (you know, God according to a sack-religious Kevin Smith movie). my cousin has her new cd on repeat ( Read more... )

in the south they call me a damned yankee, not to be confused with damn yankee. yes folks, just a short five hour drive away is the south. i say short drive b/c time flies when you're playing the confederate flag game, where you count the confederate flags. that's about it ( Read more... )

I was proud of myself. This semester I made a goal, the kind of goal that is never said out load but is incessantly in one’s thoughts. I was going to consciously avoid almost everyone that I knew from my past, no matter the costs ( Read more... )

me brain dizzy. reasons seem unclear but i could give it a whirl: living like a nomad is beginning to wear. school's starting and i want to vomit. my best friend for the summer, he's gone. well, this is some stupid sulk. hang in there folks, it's gonna be one hell of a ride ( Read more... )