boojiboy

I'm sore... physically. My ankles are getting lame. I should take some of Jesse's horse joint meds.

My friend Potato is up here for a few days. I love this kid. Though we both fell asleep watching a movie in my bed and Andy started laughing when he came upstairs and saw us like that. The bed's not too big.

(Update Sat afternoon)

Party last night was kinda fun. Had that 7th grade feel to it. We played jenga, listened to DMB's Satellite, complete with the "Pass the invisible ball" game, and drunken Andy & I got in a heated game of operation. It was a battle of sober vs. far from sober, and we got crazy competitive. We were seriously getting mad. He f-ing beat me by 1 bone... but he cheated, table shaker.

I was trying to watch a movie in bed, while Potato, & Andy were tag team throwing up in my bathroom. It was funny but distracting.

Misspiss is the sweetest and coolest girl ever... Just her offering to possibly get me into a sold out show down here tonight through her magical means has made my day, whether I go or not.

Moo-ji

"The chains are broken, one by one,
Of a molten side illusion,
Of a broken home,
It's a street fight,
It's a friday night alone,
It's a bottle that's warming on a shelf,
It's feeling just inches away from death,
It's a street,
It's an icicle,
It's a panic attack,
It's totally natural,
He told me he loved you."