let's see...
why does work always wake me up? the person who called me about work doesn't even work for me any more. she was trying to be helpful, but wtf?!?!?! it was very nice of Erin to tell me her sister was going to be late for work this morning. unfortunately, i was asleep. very much so.
saw the Slackers last night. not a bad show. but i think shows bore me anymore. once in a while a concert will come around (Boris, The Melvins) that's just plain unmissable, but other than that i think i'd rather listen to it in my car or at home while i'm getting stoned.
christ, i've been smoking so much pot lately, and its awesome. i used to hate getting high, now its a daily thing. still drink to. what i really need to do is get back in the gym. i collect flab and man titties too easily to be sitting at home on my day off drinking PBR and getting high, waiting for my dad to bring a TV over so he can help me set it up.
what kind of man am i?
i had a job interview yesterday. fuck yeah. we'll see what happens in the next week. i'm at the point where i think i just wanna quit my job, but, of course, i can't afford it. wish i had some real, useable skills. guess that's why i need to go back to school...
i gotta start reading this cookbook my sisgter got me so i can decide what to make out of it. really start seeing how good i am in a kitchen. i have this fantasy of me making dinner for some lovely woman, her finding it romantic, us getting high and drunk and fucking for the rest of our lives. maybe if i lived like a 30 year old and not a 20 year old in his first apartment...
i wanna smoke more but since i'm waiting for my dad to show up, i'd do best to be sober till he's gone. then i gotta go do payroll. i'm gonna wait till eveeryone has gone home so i don't have to talk to those people...i mean, i love them, but i'm sick of them.
i need a new reciever for my parent's old turn table sos i can listen to mah records.
i'm starting to like Denver again. i can't wait for my lease to be up. move north again. into the city. meet some people. go to the bars. that used to be fun. 365 drunken nights. loved it.
i keep telling myself i'm past the point where i should be interested in 19 and 20 year olds, but that keeps happening. i dont feel 30, but i fear i may seem 30 to everyone else. yes, i know that shouldn't matter, but fuck you. it does.
i haven't gotten laid in two years. i need to mate. and this time, not be whiskey drunk when it happens. because then it probably won't happen right.
ttfn.
why does work always wake me up? the person who called me about work doesn't even work for me any more. she was trying to be helpful, but wtf?!?!?! it was very nice of Erin to tell me her sister was going to be late for work this morning. unfortunately, i was asleep. very much so.
saw the Slackers last night. not a bad show. but i think shows bore me anymore. once in a while a concert will come around (Boris, The Melvins) that's just plain unmissable, but other than that i think i'd rather listen to it in my car or at home while i'm getting stoned.
christ, i've been smoking so much pot lately, and its awesome. i used to hate getting high, now its a daily thing. still drink to. what i really need to do is get back in the gym. i collect flab and man titties too easily to be sitting at home on my day off drinking PBR and getting high, waiting for my dad to bring a TV over so he can help me set it up.
what kind of man am i?
i had a job interview yesterday. fuck yeah. we'll see what happens in the next week. i'm at the point where i think i just wanna quit my job, but, of course, i can't afford it. wish i had some real, useable skills. guess that's why i need to go back to school...
i gotta start reading this cookbook my sisgter got me so i can decide what to make out of it. really start seeing how good i am in a kitchen. i have this fantasy of me making dinner for some lovely woman, her finding it romantic, us getting high and drunk and fucking for the rest of our lives. maybe if i lived like a 30 year old and not a 20 year old in his first apartment...
i wanna smoke more but since i'm waiting for my dad to show up, i'd do best to be sober till he's gone. then i gotta go do payroll. i'm gonna wait till eveeryone has gone home so i don't have to talk to those people...i mean, i love them, but i'm sick of them.
i need a new reciever for my parent's old turn table sos i can listen to mah records.
i'm starting to like Denver again. i can't wait for my lease to be up. move north again. into the city. meet some people. go to the bars. that used to be fun. 365 drunken nights. loved it.
i keep telling myself i'm past the point where i should be interested in 19 and 20 year olds, but that keeps happening. i dont feel 30, but i fear i may seem 30 to everyone else. yes, i know that shouldn't matter, but fuck you. it does.
i haven't gotten laid in two years. i need to mate. and this time, not be whiskey drunk when it happens. because then it probably won't happen right.
ttfn.