I graduate from high school tomorrow and Janice talked to this woman from Viking/Penguin books who was "very excited" to hear about me and my book.

I saw a picture of GG Allin's corpse. Geez. Even I have my limits.

The ICA showing was great. My school's work was the best. Almost done with high school. So content that I am writing choppy sentences! I sent in my SAT-exemption shit to Umass Boston but I am still signed up for the SATs which I will just take so people can get of my pubes. The days are sunnier, music is good, and I am picked up my massive Conor ( Read more... )

New York: that's where everything's at. I want to go to there. Boston is boring. Whatever amount of my money I can get my hands on after graduation I am going. Because it's either New York or bust (though working at BUST magazine would be awesome).

I figure if I lie and say that really awful things that I will thus jinx myself and they will happen. Like when I had a degenerative brain disease. And today, I told my math teacher that the doctors found a tumor on my lung. Karma. Intentional karma, but karma nonetheless. Today I bought Actor by St. Vincent and I couldn't open the fucking package ( Read more... )

Applying to MCLA was an "epic fail" as the kids say these days, but I determined to go there so I will just go transfer there assuming that my grades are goodable. In the meanwhile I am really close to finishing up high school and tomorrow I will see if tuition waiver will allow me to take some continuing education courses at MassArt ( Read more... )

I am probably going to lose major coolpunkstreet credibility points for this but last night I thought I was going to go to my first night of PAPER at Harpers Ferry and instead I had a great time at a SUM 41 show. There was sweat. There was moshing. There was a little red-headed kid trying to crowd surf. I drank a little for some social lube and I ( Read more... )

So since Roisin kinda lost my Girlbomb book I've decided to be friends with Ida Maria. She's Swedish and awesome and has inspired me to make music.

So my job hunt goes like this ( Read more... )

I'm thinking about rekindling the ol' friendship with Roisin by inviting to my graduation and then taking her to see MEN later on that night at Harpers Ferry but: 1) She probably hates me; 2)I might go all bipolar and say something stupid; 3) She's like in another universe in Bryn Mawr. Besides that, I've gotten used to going to concerts by myself ( Read more... )

Juli and I went to see "I Love You, Man", among other things we did today. That movie was amazing (not "ironic amazing" when it's really lame and you just say it's amazing because you're blown away at how much it sucks), informative, and now gives me allowance to say "Bro-seph Gribble", just like "Superbad" gave me clearance to say "pube salad". ( Read more... )