phoolsfire

ahhhh sweet relief in the form of the crimson tide...
now its time for fun with euphemisms....
massacare at the y
my red dollar days
payin the mothly bill
the slow heavy

and so on...

today i'm going to dinner with jim. i think he's dying... this is bad...sort of...i really don't fell like explaining.
i was supposed to go to maggie's last night, but i was a little tired after my kickass kung fu class.

i watched the first part of angles in america...
it was alot better than i thought, in that whole "everybody has aids" way.

i was invited to a party tonight, i want to go, however, i am less than my usual sparky self....soooo and theres this cat there who i'd normally be all tryin to impress'n shite, but i just don't have the energy. not tonight. and i have an ass load of readings to do.

i have my idea for my next tattoo.
i wan to get little swirlies, starting at my left shoulder and going up my neck and across my back to my grasshopper.

i'm doin it. hopefully next weekend.