back in school, my life as i know it is over for the next 4 months...i will write more about that when i have the time. as for now i have to get ready for the same shit tommorow. i'm now wasting time writing something that no one is going to read...great. And my fucking profile pic won't come up, i don't know if i...
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shorteyes:
Drop out of school by a four track recorder and a one track mind. Open a 24 hour internet vegan cafe and occasionally play music there. Open the cafe in a house and open the whole thing up so each room has a different atmosphere, only make one room your bedroom and keep it locked. This way you can live there and save on rent. You could also only hire one set of servers, all you would have to do is let them move in and join the Barter Club so Jay Ross can keep them coked up 24-7. You could have a lame ass poetry night and an open mic strictly for no talent losers like us. Then fill the walls with our friends art, who could sell it all to pay Jay Ross. And every week you could advertise that you will be showing Raiders or 49er games, then convieniently forget so that when all the steak sandwitches show up they walk into an emo carnival, complete with freak show, WE"LL LIVE LIKE KINGS!
I saw Bright Eyes last night in Berkeley...it was fucking amazing. There was way too many attractive women there though. Everywhere I turned i would see one and know I was going to end up sleeping on the floor of my friends apartment...drunk and alone.
shorteyes:
Bangs tells no lies, Bright eyes and Bell and Sebastion were both amazing, there were a lot attractive women there and he did end up on the floor in Oakland. I know because I was right there with him, at the show and on the floor drunk and alone. - DIE...
I get to see Bright Eyes tommorow night in Berkeley. Needless to say I am momentarilly happy. 
lets see how long i can hold onto this feeling...
lets see how long i can hold onto this feeling...the morning always begins with my shower in pigs blood, pirate eye patch smelling of the finest crusted over horror films. the meaningless noose tied to my soy milk pulls and chokes my oven mitts to the counter top spinning blades and red seeds cancel out each other as my roomate cries for his musket and medevil dress code. the entire school choir poking and...
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shorteyes:
die...
I have to start work at the campus bookstore tommorow...damnit that means I have be all sociable and junk. 
isaiah:
I know how you feel. I hate being a lttle social butterfly.
This is really unhealthy! I have a final in my spanish class tommorow morning and I can't get of the god damn computer!!! I think it is safe to say that this site has turned me into a full blown shut-in. oh well...
death from above
die...
death from above
die...
i slept on a hardwood floor last night...and i have really bony joints. I will tell you now that is not a good combo.
die...
die... 
clara:
I also have bony joints and that does suck, but what drew me to your journal is 'Cool, CA'. You live in 'Cool, CA'! That can only be topped by 'Boring, MD'.
isaiah:
I've got the bony joints too. when I didn't have a bed I had to sleep on a cement floor. Not very fun.
But if I die now I won't get to see the full moon.
But if I die now I won't get to see the full moon.
i'm going to a vegan buffet and will be seeing why? tomorrow (saturday). So I have no reason to complain but for some reason I hate being alive 
DiE...
DiE... and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose, but I know that is impossible now...
mr oberst
mr oberst
and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose, but I know that is impossible now...
mr oberst
mr oberst
happy birthday mr. diaz...
I just got home...I'm drunk...Katie come true for me..
happy birthday to me
dIE...
dIE...