emptyharbour

Back from the dead. Or at least, something along those lines. Looks like I'm stuck with this life, or it's stuck with me, for a few rounds yet.

Back in classes. Genetics. Zoology. Molecular biology. All this science... not sure I'll ever figure anything out. I'm officially older than shit on campus, which is odd to adjust to. Oh well. Kids these days... no substance. Just bullshit style and bullshit music. Bleh. I miss everything.

Need a band. No decent bullshit-free beer-swill punk left in this town. Someone, grab a bass, and get over to my basement ASAP. Alkaline Trio covers till 2AM, then we'll drink the whiskey and start something fresh.

Oh yeah, I'm in love, too. Fucked, eh?