chaosmonkey

Wow, two updates in one day. Aren't you all special?

Looks like I'm on my way out of town for the weekend, again. So, just like last time, I'll see you lovely ladies and gawking gentlemen Sunday.

Off to party and drink,
Monkey

It's cold as fuck in here. I'm tired. I'm grumpy. I want to do something, even if it's just shuffling shit around in my room, but I don't, really.

The sun is shining brightly, but all I can see from here are thick, black clouds. I know that sounds like melodramatic posturing, but it's true. The sky really looks like that right now. Creepy. Kinda...
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Nothing happening. Just sitting in the cool darkness of my bedroom, typing away at this computer. All I've done this week is either sit here or sleep. I've been so tired. Somehow, I just managed to yawn a bit more.

I'll have more to do this weekend. There was talk of a baseball game tonight, but... fuckin' yuck, dude. I can't help it that my...
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Just when I start to get rested from camping, the fucking power goes out in a freakishly strong thunderstorm. Laying around in the dark is exhausting. So is not having anyone to curl up with on the floor. Or having the floorspace to do that in, with all these comicbooks in the way. How sexy.

Mm-hmm.

I woke up far too fucking early today. I'd...
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I'm about to gorge on spaghetti. Just woke up from a nap. Returned home from camping, showered, and hit the moforkin' hay.

Camping was a goddamned blast. We had a decent site, even though the whole damn place was crowded. The irst weekend of summer, technically, brought bazillions out to camp. Great idea, too. Perfect weather.

There were friends and friends of friends in and...
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Off for camping soon. See you all Sunday. After I shower.

Be excellent to each other.

Love,
Monkey

Let's see... I'm tired and my head hurts. I've only been sleeping about six hours a night (day, really) which I don't think is helping matters much. Woke up from a dream yesterday about creepy crawling things. Centipedes in my water cup, a thick, beefy earthworm oozing up from my kitchen sink. Sickening. And today I woke up after dreaming about something seriously going *BOOM,...
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Woke up to an earthquake today. Pretty exciting. And certainly the most shaking this bed's ever seen. It's the first earthquake Indiana's seen in a long time. Of course, it was also a good distance from here, out by Evansville. But I felt it.

In other news... well, there is no other news. Pffft.

Oh, I figured out that if I'm going to (sort of)...
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I never managed to put on any pants this weekend. No one called me back about doing fun things, but I didn't feel too hot, anyhow. I damn near passed out while showering Saturday because I hardly ate anything Friday. Stupid hunger.

Spent most of the weekend reading reprints of Steve Gerber's "Howard the Duck" comics from the 1970s. I'll be damned if that shit's...
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I'm tired. I spent all day yesterday sleeping after returning from Bloomington. Southern Culture on the Skids wears me the fuck out. I'm still sore from bopping about. God, I love those guys (and gal. Mrrrow, Mary).

Looks like the weekend's here. Maybe I should put on some pants and call some people about doing something fun. Meh.

"Basketball jones
I got a basketball jones
Got a basketball jones
So baby, ooh-ooh-oohoohoooohhhhh"

All right, I don't got a basketball jones, but fuck, I love that song.

I'm also obsessed with the Josie and the Pussycats soundtrack. Mostly because of Kay Hanley. I love that woman. Listening to her makes me sigh wistfully. She sings like a rock 'n' roll angel.

I'm seeing Southern...
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Let's see... nothing exciting happened over the weekend. Most everyone I know was out of town, so I hung out with the few who weren't. Relaxing, really, and, perhaps best of all, cheap. Feel free to send me boxes of cash if you have any laying around.

Tomorrow I go to the periodontist for a follow-up to last year's oh-so-fun gum surgery. Not that I...
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