Time: 1:43 PM
Music: Bad Religion - American Jesus
Drink: Odwalla Strawberry C Monster
Awwwww.. people love me! I feel so warm and squishy inside right now. Flux was kind enough to start a
Thread about little old me..
We went out last night to see this band called Against Me. I haven't been to a punk show since I moved to Portland, so I wasn't sure what the scene was going to be like, or what to expect. It was a tad bit humorous being there and realizing that I was probably one of the oldest people there. I swear, every punk rocker 15 year old in the city must have been in that venue.. but regardless I still had a good time and Against Me put on a great show. At one point in time, my hand got stuck in some fat dude's armpit for what seemed like 10 minutes.
I know I haven't really written any insightful journals lately, but I have a good excuse. I've been pretty distracted by my job search efforts as of late, which make it difficult for me to concentrate and write a journal about anything substantial.. Yes, I have a job right now.. But I've been looking to upgrade to a better job with moderate success. There is one job in particular that I've had 3 interviews for over a week ago, and since then I've been waiting to hear some kind of feed back from them, or at least a Yes or No would suffice. So they've been stringing me along, which is fine if it pays off, but I'm just a bit frustrated because I basically spend my whole damn day checking my email like 028934098324908345983495 times waiting for some kind of information. I just shot them an email, and hopefully I'll have some kind of response by the end of the day.
I learned some more of my next form in Wu-Shu last night, and now my ass hurts like fuck from practice. It's all very thigh/ass intensive because of the way alot of the stances are. (yea yea yea.. bring on your gay jokes.. ) anyways.. so yea.. new kung fu = good.
I'm gonna go now and stop wasting my time and yours.. I promise when my mind is a little more settled I'll be able to write my regular retarded journals again. i heart you.
Music: Bad Religion - American Jesus
Drink: Odwalla Strawberry C Monster
Awwwww.. people love me! I feel so warm and squishy inside right now. Flux was kind enough to start a
Thread about little old me..
We went out last night to see this band called Against Me. I haven't been to a punk show since I moved to Portland, so I wasn't sure what the scene was going to be like, or what to expect. It was a tad bit humorous being there and realizing that I was probably one of the oldest people there. I swear, every punk rocker 15 year old in the city must have been in that venue.. but regardless I still had a good time and Against Me put on a great show. At one point in time, my hand got stuck in some fat dude's armpit for what seemed like 10 minutes.
I know I haven't really written any insightful journals lately, but I have a good excuse. I've been pretty distracted by my job search efforts as of late, which make it difficult for me to concentrate and write a journal about anything substantial.. Yes, I have a job right now.. But I've been looking to upgrade to a better job with moderate success. There is one job in particular that I've had 3 interviews for over a week ago, and since then I've been waiting to hear some kind of feed back from them, or at least a Yes or No would suffice. So they've been stringing me along, which is fine if it pays off, but I'm just a bit frustrated because I basically spend my whole damn day checking my email like 028934098324908345983495 times waiting for some kind of information. I just shot them an email, and hopefully I'll have some kind of response by the end of the day.
I learned some more of my next form in Wu-Shu last night, and now my ass hurts like fuck from practice. It's all very thigh/ass intensive because of the way alot of the stances are. (yea yea yea.. bring on your gay jokes.. ) anyways.. so yea.. new kung fu = good.
I'm gonna go now and stop wasting my time and yours.. I promise when my mind is a little more settled I'll be able to write my regular retarded journals again. i heart you.
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fractal:
oh wait...now it is...stupid fucking county.
rockinricky:
I tried to spell check 'unbearableness' and there was nothing. Then I tried 'unbearability' and 'penetrability' came up as a suggestion. Then I wanted to make a gay joke about it, but I couldn't think of one. Um yea, point is: No . . . I don't think it's a word.