ogilethorpe

I keep hearing these rumors that life is what you make of it, blah blah blah.

I don't find this to be true.

I am tired of living under routine, so I have decided to mix things up a bit.

The roommate, still useless as always, is about to find himself homeless. There are some people you just shouldn't live with.

I am one of those people. I think I am too easily annoyed. I should went for the studio in Chicago, what was I thinking?

So there's a crapload of shows im going to in the next few weeks.

Henry Rollins Spoken Worse
Evanesence (not entirely sure why)
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Jet
A Perfect Circle

There was something else.

Ah fuck it, ill remember eventually.

Alright. This weekend will be different from last weekend.

This weekend, I have a goal.

Go to a coffee shop/diner.

Find a cute member of the opposite sex. Discuss art, music, and film into the wee hours of the morning.

Leave feeling satisfied that I have made some form of communication not only with the opposite sex, but with someone I don't even know.

That would be something worth doing. Leave the musical moron twins at home, and just go out on my own. See what I can get myself into.

There has to be something to do, this is Chicago for fucks sake.

Fuck it.

Im gonna probably get drunk and pass out.

My bro is coming into town to stay at my place. He is bringing his girlfriend. Just so I can house and entertain the two of them for Valentines day.

This day spites me. I know it.