garrettf

I got a message from a big man that says I should start blogging. So here we are. I have allergies like a motherfucker. Why? I had Visine on my computer stand but like...it's gone? Who the fuck would take my Visine? It gets the red out! I fucking hair eye drops, it feels like your hurting yourself. You have to prop your fucking eye open and then dangle this damn thing in front of it. It took me twelve tries to get that shit in my eye because I knew deep down inside that I really didn't want those eye drops anywhere near me. Further deep down inside I knew I didnt' want my eyes to itch. A girl called and said she was coming over so I got my other eye dropped in the first shot.

Damn.


I've also been sneezing a lot. My brother Dane is a totally asshole because he makes his sneezes so fucking dramatic and gets his germs everywhere. It's always a scene sneeze with him, a "look out everyone, i'm sneezing" sort of thing. He's kind of a dipshit, but then again he's only ten. I don't see things getting much better because he's already kind of a shady character. Don't get me started. Don't. Seriously, you don't wanna go there with me. I will cut you.

Hi.

I finally, finally finally finished the Kareem Black interview. He was great, I love that guy. There were several moments during the transcription process that I just burst out fucking laughing. He's not even a comedian, it was just a very chill out interview. We talked like old friends. I'm really excited for the first issue of Shockadelica to drop, then you can read it. I like how the interview is completly fucking random. I'm not gonna get into it, even though I kind of already did? Whatever whatever.

Oh shit, did you hear Andre3000's verse on Walk It Out? It's so good, every time I hear it, I get all giddy like "OMGzz Andre's rapping again1!!!!!11!!!!!111eleven!!!" So good. Seriously, find that remix and get down to it, after Andre stops rapping you can just turn it off, because everyone else on that track put me to sleep. Ballin.

Can I say something about the attention spans of the masses on myspace? Wait, nevermind, lemmie ask a question. Whats up with idol worship? Nevermind.

I'm in love with the night, nothing gay like that, but I love being alone in this house, in front of the computer writing at 3:35am on a wednesday morning. Everyone's asleep, the city is asleep except for random ass drug dealers and addicts, but besides those, the hustle and bustle of Lancaster is broken up for a while. When the sun rises the city starts up again. That doesn't happen in New York, but it happens here. There isn't much to do here in Lancaster, but there's even less to do in Oxford. It scares me to think of what my life would be like if we hadn't of moved here. Would I be the person I am now? Probably not. Would I be happy? No. Is anyone in Oxford happy now? The town that never wakes up.

Last time I went to Oxford, I wanted to leave immedietly, I bought a shitload of DVDs and stayed in my cousins room watching them. I couldn't get a hold of anyone I was supposed to. Somethings never change. After wandering around the dead city, I knew I could never live there again. Does anyone actually "live" there?


I want some sushi.