I got tagged by elizafaeList seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LJ along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they're listening to ( Read more... )

not to mean he is just another person... just saying it is that time of life again, that someone i knew, someone i like, was killed by living ( Read more... )

i don't know what happened last night, but happy birfday to me! whoo!

nobody ever txt's me back. why is that?

and it just keeps going. i gots me physical work of several kinds lined up for at least the next three days and nights. but that includes theatre, booty, the return of missed friends and the marriage of an ex-ex-friend, halo death, seeing joe and a present (though i already know what it is, because some people simply can NOT contain themselves ( Read more... )

it seems like every night that i come home drunk now, the next day i wake up barfy. i never used to be like that - if i drank too much i'd barf long before going to sleep. but twice now this week i've been awoken by the need to hork a stomach's worth of almost nothing. i'm like gretchen and shit.

annie wants me to move to chicago.

today has been about playing pool, being stood up, being patronized, applying for jobs i don't want and fareed zakaria (!) on jon stewart. i don't want to turn down tech jobs, but i dont want to say i'll do it if i just end up getting a job that disallows me the time. should i be a hooker? or just finally stop fucking around and be a REAL criminal ( Read more... )

a fucking DAY can't go by without another administration lie being uncovered. maybe i just wasn't paying nearly as much attention during clinton's reign (as i suspect most of us weren't), but i can not understand how ANY person in america today can still drive around with pro-bush stickers on display, nose in the air and the certainty of being ( Read more... )

i am finally free of the swamphouse, and i feel so much better that i've actually been working out and running every day and stuff! duane can take his termite-ridden character-laden pit of antiquity and stuff it all the way up his oly-cool alterna-slumlord bung. i mean, he didn't even bring us anything for hellaween this year, the fuck. it wasn't ( Read more... )

who took my damned sarah silverman picture off the cabinet?!

i LITERALLY JUST TWO MINUTES AGO had to call the cops because there was an old lady in her robe and slippers walking down damned wheeler toward the damned eastside fucking bridge! in the middle of the road, it must be very near freezing, and she wasn't too interested in talking to me even though i had my brights directly on her. did i mention she ( Read more... )