johnotronic

I just cleaned my Born in the USA record that was fucked up when my parents' basement flooded a few years back. The record survived, but alas, the cover did not.

"We learned more from a three-minute record, baby, then we ever learned in school."

That's why he was the Boss, people.

I'm learning to embrace my musical past instead of running away from it....
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Dear reader:

I know you're reading this. You may not comment, but I know you're out there. I can hear you. Was that a snicker? Anyway.

I understand your desire to remain anonymous. Actually, not seeing any comments allows me to assume that nobody is reading this, which promotes a kind of honesty I might not be able to achieve otherwise. Though, I must admit,...
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A girl came into the store yesterday and put a purse on hold. I was waiting for her to pick it up all day today.

I thought her to be quite fetching. I saw her giggling a bit in my direction with her friend when she was in line, and I interpreted that to mean they were talking about me. Of course, I'm no good...
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Three Amigos is on.

Hee hee, shyness is my El Guapo.

Finally saw Lost in Translation today. I liked it, despite fearing I'd hate it twenty minutes into it.

It made me very, very sad for some reason.

"Let's never come back here, 'cause it will never be this fun again."

I was nearly reduced to tears. How very lame of me.

An upwards of 8.5 million people died as a result of collectivization in the postrevolutionary Soviet Union. Keep in mind that this was peacetime, and these were indiginous peoples.

I obviously had no idea of the cost of the rise of communism in Eastern Europe. I had only heard horror stories of the people who suffered through the dictatorships in Albania and Romania in the...
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I have a research paper due on Friday, and I haven't even started it.

But did that stop me from going out drinking last night? Of course not. Which of course meant I didn't wake up until eleven. Which meant I didn't get any research done before class today. Which means I'm even further behind.

School. Blah.

My sister was raped. No no, my sister wasn't raped. She was assaulted. No, she wasn't assaulted, but she was drugged. Maybe.

I don't even know how to process this. Fuck, I'm not even sure of the imformation I'm supposed to be processing. All I know is my family doesn't make much sense. My brother wants to use this as a tool to confront my...
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Just finished examining the budget that will control my life for the next two or more years. Starting Monday, 'cause I want to continue being frivolous for just a little longer.

Twenty-two dollars a day. That's for food, gas, entertainment, and anything else not bill-related. Fuckall, that's quite an adjustment for me. This is going to mean grocery shopping, nights spent watching tv instead of...
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I want to live somewhere where it's perpetually late November.