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I drew a picture of a pirate ship in 1996 ( Read more... )

Today was so up and down. Right now I think it's just "under influence, (and listening to a completely serious conversation in the vortex room about how the gun you use use for playing duck hunt works. Someone looked up the answer. Very V E R Y interesting. [When you are speaking inside the parentheses you feel like yo have to speak very ( Read more... )

does anyone sleepanymore? jon dones called me from new york tonight, it's 7 in the morning there ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of being sick, I hope I get better some time. I feel like some of this may never go away. I'm not trying to be dramatic. It's just that I've been sick for so long and it just slowly kept getting worse until now where I can't even sleep because it hurts so bad. And the thought of having to be in a car for an hour today almost makes ( Read more... )

I didn't get much sleep last night, I'd say 3 hours max, and I felt like shit for most of the day. I expected to have an awful day. I called into work, and got yelled at by my new boss. Layed in bed; pain and nausia until 4pm. A few people called me, but I was too out of it to really remember what actually happened. I got up eventually. ( Read more... )

It's been a wierd week. Have I mentioned to anyone that I woke up to a dance party in my front lawn the other day at noon? That was awesome ( Read more... )

I feel so dirty and like such an asshole at the Lorax, because I don't smoke pot, and I drink, so I'm basically the rowdy kid who brings his friends over at 1am and play until 4. And I give them food. But we have tons of food right now...whatev' dude. Since I work fulltime, I don't get all of the maintenance done in the house. And let me tell ( Read more... )

Last night was a "Hummous and 40's" party here at the Lorax. It was alright. I was eventually picked up at the corner and went to the Indigo, already trashed, drank a long island there and danced wih everyone that walked by, and dancing on the expresso bar (so cliche). Some "Bro" 's asked my friends if I was gay (a nightly event). Then I came ( Read more... )