scott

played a fucking awesome show last night. not many people there, but everyone who showed were wicked cool. im tired.

i need a woman who can fall for me while we watch "True Romance" together. it is rare to find someone who regards that as a romantic comedy.

i got drunk at the Lagoon [our local bitter artist and art rock bar and the favorite haunt of my band] while they were having a lame excuse for a marti gras party. I danced like michael jackson to thriller and billie jean for a bunch of screaming girls. we all decided that since there were no girls showing off their boobs, it would be role reversal day. my head hurt the next day.

i just ate microwave enchiladas. they really sucked.

i will take a nap now. because i can.

-mrscott