what's creepy is that i looked up my name on google and I am the first confederate soldier killed in the civil war. and the guy is sometimes referred to as Christian, which is almost what my mom named because I was born near christmas. yi.
totally forced entry out of a sense of obligation.
things are looking up. a little. but the last few months have been such a beatdown that i'm afraid to say things are goping well. it's snowing and cold. my birthday is next week. and i have to get up at 4:45 tomorrow. A.M.
i'm not really feeling the need to update anymore, not like i used to. to those of you who have kept with me, you kind of know what's going down in my life, and those of you who didn't, i kind of don't feel like updating you. sorry.
anyways, good words to everybody. i'm gonna get some work done.
so, i thought i'd update ya'll on my life and shit and junk.
after MUCH trouble and deliberation, i finally found an apartment to sublet in park slope, which by january i'll be moving out of again, le sigh. still, it's nice to have my junk all in one place, and i'm a block away from my best friend.
found my tirade last year about halloween, thought i'd re-print it:
HALLOWEEN RULES FOR LOSERS WHO DON'T GET IT:
1. HALLOWEEN IS FOR KIDS. i'm not saying if you're not a kid get over it, but you have to understand that if you're older than 15, you are basically acting like a jackass. so keep that in mind.
2. FUCK YOUR "SEXY" COSTUME. First off,... Read More
~cheers