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Well. To say the least the past few days have been a mindfuck. I was just reading the archives of this journal, back to when I first started it in December of 2003. At that time in my life I was reeling from a failed first semester at Syracuse, missing home, friends, and of course Rebecca. Back then I hated Syracuse with such a passion, not because ( Read more... )

i didnt get kicked out of housing. relief!

and i will be in syracuse tomorrow night at this time. EXCELLENT.

almost got out of melvins obsession - then, I saw the melvins. and met buzz. now im back.

"Far from being the second coming of Dylan, Oberst is as precious as Paul Simon, but without any sense of rhyme or meter or gift for imagery, puking out lines filled with cheap metaphors and clumsy words that don't scan. Supporters excuse this as soul-searching, but the heavy-handed pretension in the words and the affectedness in his delivery - not ( Read more... )

i am seeing jello biafra w/ the melvins. that is (almost) all.

i have also sworn off indie music. welcome back, ipecac.

im gonna kill myself if i cant find my old lj backround somewhere online. !!!!!

HELP

but i miss.