chuckgelman

So, back to the grind. Few things piss me off more than day to day bullshit. But I really can't complain. Life is good. I may go see P-Funk with some old friends on Friday night, because really...why not? If nothing else, it's a good opportunity to remind myself that I can't fucking dance. There's just something wrong with my body...if my knees bend, my arms stay still. I come from a long line of general awkwardness (as well as subtle charm and good looks). And then there's Bright Eyes in just a few weeks. I'm due for an evening of catharsis. As for real life, both school and work still officially suck. My girlfriend's on a beach somewhere in the Virgin Islands, meditating with her family. Sometimes I sincerely wish I believed that meditating and that kind of thing would ease my mind. But that's what smoking pot is for, right? Anyways, back to the books...Hope everyone here is well.
Over and out.