hieronymuslush

OK, so I suppose I'm back on SG again, I just can't stay away. I guess I like naked, tattooed girls too much. Mayhaps I shall write on here for shits and gigs, but that'll probably just seem pointless after a few times and I won't be able to be arsed to vomit letters from my brain hole into the interwebs after a few go rounds. I'm trying to be proactive and useful and outgoing and all that shit that people are supposed to be, but it just never seems to stick.

Let's see, new with me. New apartment in the middle of nowhere, new brew that I'm actually proud of this time (Black IPA) and new Smiths/Morrissey tattoo that shall be be finished on the 8th. Hopefully more work to come.

Off to see Holy Motors tonight, it better be damn good, or at least damn interesting. Every time I shlep my ass up to see some art movie in recent years it's been a bust. Waste of time and money. Used to be my favorite thing, going to see amazing indie films like Mulholland Drive, Amelie, Donnie Darko, Waking Life and other such hidden gems. Recently it's all been garbage like Greenberg, Melancholia, The Road, Tree of Life and other shit I've had to apologize for dragging people to. Here's to hoping though.

Wish me luck diary... or blog.... or whatever the fuck i'm typing at.