Plastic Surgeons Put the Knife Into TV MakeoversBy Pete Harrison ( Read more... )

I feel like crawling underneath a rock.

life is filled with dichotomies.

paper or plastic?
man or woman?
stop or go?
garbage or recycling?
hardcover or paperback?
happy or sad?
love or hate?
live or die?

laugh or cry?these are the kinds of questions you ask yourself everyday. you ask yourself to choose. you choose to choose. there is always a choice. but sometimes the second choice is ( Read more... )

I have work in eight hours. thank god for $$$. the first thing I'm going to do with that money is spend it. then the second thing I'm going to do with that money is regret spending it. then the third thing I'm going to do with the money is cry about it.

first on my list of random things to buy: air's talkie-walkie. I have waited FAR TOO LONG to ( Read more... )

I'm in San Diego. yay for me. my friend brought me down here. I'm sitting in some random girl's dorm room. she refuses to visit me in my apartment this summer. wateva. bizzotch. now she's talking about moving to kentucky. I hope she does. I think I hate her. I just uninvited her from visiting me at my apartment. woo.

hmmm. I promised more on Coachella, but, truth be told, I don't feel like talking about it. I'd rather wrap it up in the newspaper of memory and place it in the refrigerator of my brain. refrigerator. did you know that refrigerator is spelled "ree-frihg-er-ay-tor"??? what the fuck is up with that. stupid english ( Read more... )

well, I think I can sum the whole experience up thusly:

At the beginning of their set, the Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne crowd-surfed... all the while contained in a gigantic plastic bubble.

what. the. fuck.

p.s. coachella was awesome. more to come later.

well, I leave for Coachella in a few hours. well, not Coachella per se, but the Mecca Campgrounds 20 miles from Coachella. the plan so far is for Clayton and Lincoln to leave here with me a little after noon. Brandon and Brandon's friend are in a separate car. hmmm. now that there are five of us, and the symmetry is all outta whack, I feel like ( Read more... )

yay. here's my personal itinerary for Coachella ( Read more... )

whoa, man. life is veird.

coachella is in a couple of days. dunno if I'm even excited yet. in fact, I can't think really... BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS BEING DRAINED OF OXYGEN BY THE HUGE FUCKING BONER I HAVE.I dunno, man, but, for some reason, the thought of seeing ( Read more... )