You all know how much I (over)use the phrase "fuck my life"....

well, on that note, if you ever, ever need to feel better about yourself

www.fmylife.com

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Know what that is?

Only what I've been looking forward to for 4 and a half years. Yes, yes, Blink, GD and Biffy are all fighting for my musical affections.....

but....

fuckin' Billie Joe, Mike and Tre. It's about time.

Forget anything and everything that has happened since 2004 ( Read more... )

So much to write...but Sarah ambushed be getting off the Greyhound and it turned into a Jazz night...all I know is that the needle in my arm was not a good time. Sunnuvabitch.  BUT. But. We are on our way. And I am on my way to bed.

NEW FOUND GLORY APRIL 28!!!!! I will be there. Alone? Quite possibly. But I'll fuckin' be there. Or I'll drag Sean.

Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched?
By a certain someone in their dingy little basement apartment?
Must be getting gold out of the unlocked entries, I'm sure, I can be careless. I do hate to deprive you of gossip.
Take me off your goddamned list and get a life.

This little box waiting for the text has been my mainline of sanity for months now. Thoughts I can't keep track of, there's so much in my head. It's nonstop, and I feel like I need to put it down, to keep them together, maybe for something to look back on, maybe to just get it out. I haven't "written" anything in months. I don't desire to right now ( Read more... )

why would you drag me out of my nice warm bed so I can witness you have a breakdown over my life? c'mon, mom.

let's just get this over with.

I'M HOME.

fuck. Finally. Let's rock this shit. And by rock this shit I mean do laundry. Hells yeah.

Emails to both of my brothers, and my father, go unanswered.
At least do the decent thing and give me a cut of my inheritance now before you fuck off. Surgery is expensive.

I have approx. 6.4 million places to be in Guelph tonight after work. Bloody hell.