I have to face the fact that my sleep schedule will never be something worthy of a prize. Oh well, and I was really shooting for sleeper of the year because when I do sleep, I kick ass.
Things have happened. Great things. Bad things. Things in general.
The black hearts party was a great, but small shindig. Not many people showed up because of the snow and the fact that they are pussies. I kid of course, or not. But they missed out on a fun filled time. For the people that did come, I salute you. Blackcorvidae and Trashe were wonderful hosts as always. They just keep getting better and better every time I see them. Like fine wines they are, or grog. The tight pants of Seaniefresh made me question my straightness, and his beautiful roommate Alexis was a pleasure to see again. Tadzi was in good form as always, I forget what a great guy he is to hang with sometimes. Helter, whom I cannot thank enough for his help, was there. He is such a chill person which is a rare thing to see these days. He has a confidence I admire. Poetrybetween almost kicked my ass after I denied her beer, but a quick reminder of how much it would hurt to have her fist in my face changed my mind. She also has an amazing personlity. The sexiness of Goob was ever present and we talked of birth control and its many effects. She brought along a cat called Seth who knew a lot of the radio world. Then there was Cash. I had a good conversation with him about work ethic. A nice guy indeed, Im glad we met. I dont think I forgot anyone but if I did, talk to me more next time or do something wacky so I wont forget. Hmmm, good times.
I came home to a house full of hungover people which is always nice. I had a hankering for a little food action, so I ate until my hearts content and then bathed. Then I went over to the parents house for a little crab cake consumption and a nice lecture about money and we chatted about what is news in my life. I dont think they understand that my life is boring and that nothing changes in the week that I dont see them. Same old shite.
I took off work today for no reason other than I felt like it. Immature, I know but it just didnt feel right so I said fuck it. I was very productive though. I cleaned the entire house, did the dishes as well as my laundry. I cleaned out the holes that were rotting because of the water leak from our shower, then dried them, then spackledand spackled, and now I am waiting for the holes to dry so I can paint. Im not lazy you see, Im just confused.
My entries are filled with the letter I quick frequently. It is my journal but I feel selfish. HA.
Oh yea and, Happy Fucking Valentines Day! What a bullshit excuse for a card.
Things have happened. Great things. Bad things. Things in general.
The black hearts party was a great, but small shindig. Not many people showed up because of the snow and the fact that they are pussies. I kid of course, or not. But they missed out on a fun filled time. For the people that did come, I salute you. Blackcorvidae and Trashe were wonderful hosts as always. They just keep getting better and better every time I see them. Like fine wines they are, or grog. The tight pants of Seaniefresh made me question my straightness, and his beautiful roommate Alexis was a pleasure to see again. Tadzi was in good form as always, I forget what a great guy he is to hang with sometimes. Helter, whom I cannot thank enough for his help, was there. He is such a chill person which is a rare thing to see these days. He has a confidence I admire. Poetrybetween almost kicked my ass after I denied her beer, but a quick reminder of how much it would hurt to have her fist in my face changed my mind. She also has an amazing personlity. The sexiness of Goob was ever present and we talked of birth control and its many effects. She brought along a cat called Seth who knew a lot of the radio world. Then there was Cash. I had a good conversation with him about work ethic. A nice guy indeed, Im glad we met. I dont think I forgot anyone but if I did, talk to me more next time or do something wacky so I wont forget. Hmmm, good times.
I came home to a house full of hungover people which is always nice. I had a hankering for a little food action, so I ate until my hearts content and then bathed. Then I went over to the parents house for a little crab cake consumption and a nice lecture about money and we chatted about what is news in my life. I dont think they understand that my life is boring and that nothing changes in the week that I dont see them. Same old shite.
I took off work today for no reason other than I felt like it. Immature, I know but it just didnt feel right so I said fuck it. I was very productive though. I cleaned the entire house, did the dishes as well as my laundry. I cleaned out the holes that were rotting because of the water leak from our shower, then dried them, then spackledand spackled, and now I am waiting for the holes to dry so I can paint. Im not lazy you see, Im just confused.
My entries are filled with the letter I quick frequently. It is my journal but I feel selfish. HA.
Oh yea and, Happy Fucking Valentines Day! What a bullshit excuse for a card.
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I am in fact having a certifiable blast. I'm coming home in late May and will likely be working my butt off in the first part of the summer, but a friend and I have lofty road trip plans for the end of the summer, so if nothing else I imagine a sweep of the east coast will be quite in order. Also I'm hoping to have a car next term which will mean actually making it out to stuff again ever. Which would be rad because I'm still mad we never got to hang out more. And I still want you to meet my friend Steve who you remind me of. Some day. Hershey Park: the sequel, anyone?....