Class is in four hours. I'm wide awake. This might not be a good move. But eh, i've done stupider things.
I feel miserable. I really can't explain why, i don't think. Just a shitty week. And to make matters worse, i feel like writing, & seeking some kind of inspiration. I'm watching "The Wonder Years" right now, which is maybe my favorite show of all time. I've always wished i could write that age better. And nail that whole bittersweetness thing. I tend to lean more to the bitter, because bitterness has more options. Writing helps reduce stress for me, i guess. Just too bad i write total shit.
Ever have that one friend who isn't really a friend talk to you ad nauseum about how "in love" he is with his "honey" & how much Valentine's Day will rule? Ever kill this friend? I think i might. His gift idea? A box that he painstaking blew 1000 kisses in, so if she ever felt alone, he could kiss her, i guess. I think i need to stab this guy in the face. What is it about the January-April time that makes people all lovestruck & retarded? I mean, i have no problem whatsoever if you're in love & happy & all that, but i've never liked the people who insist on flaunting it because they can, like a high schooler with a fake ID. As an aside, those people get PISSED when you make nasty comments like i just did. Every cloud has a silver lining.
I'm hopefully headed to SF this weekend, which i think i need, if only because i haven't been since last January when i went to the airport. Will need to hash out the plans further in then next couple days. I love SF. If it weren't so fucking expensive & so full of hippies i'd live there. By the way, don't take the hippie things i say 100% seriously; i've just realized over time that, politically speaking, i'm not a fan of very left wing or very right wing people. I've got indie cred. And hey, i just find it fun to annoy people who are on both extremes, especially the stupider ones who have no facts to back up an argument.
EDIT: Missed class. Fell asleep. No one cares.
Craigslist might have made my radio career. Friday could be fun.
And if anyone is interested in being on the radio/podcast that will be edited & broadcast later, let me know. I need guests to bullshit with.
catagogo bought me cheese. She's one of my favorite people. Good egg. Tongue like an ox. I really don't deserve the friends i have. I need to have a party over here in the ghetto. It'd be entertaining.
Man, these things get worse every time. I'll need to fix that. Booze might help.
I feel miserable. I really can't explain why, i don't think. Just a shitty week. And to make matters worse, i feel like writing, & seeking some kind of inspiration. I'm watching "The Wonder Years" right now, which is maybe my favorite show of all time. I've always wished i could write that age better. And nail that whole bittersweetness thing. I tend to lean more to the bitter, because bitterness has more options. Writing helps reduce stress for me, i guess. Just too bad i write total shit.
Ever have that one friend who isn't really a friend talk to you ad nauseum about how "in love" he is with his "honey" & how much Valentine's Day will rule? Ever kill this friend? I think i might. His gift idea? A box that he painstaking blew 1000 kisses in, so if she ever felt alone, he could kiss her, i guess. I think i need to stab this guy in the face. What is it about the January-April time that makes people all lovestruck & retarded? I mean, i have no problem whatsoever if you're in love & happy & all that, but i've never liked the people who insist on flaunting it because they can, like a high schooler with a fake ID. As an aside, those people get PISSED when you make nasty comments like i just did. Every cloud has a silver lining.
I'm hopefully headed to SF this weekend, which i think i need, if only because i haven't been since last January when i went to the airport. Will need to hash out the plans further in then next couple days. I love SF. If it weren't so fucking expensive & so full of hippies i'd live there. By the way, don't take the hippie things i say 100% seriously; i've just realized over time that, politically speaking, i'm not a fan of very left wing or very right wing people. I've got indie cred. And hey, i just find it fun to annoy people who are on both extremes, especially the stupider ones who have no facts to back up an argument.
EDIT: Missed class. Fell asleep. No one cares.
Craigslist might have made my radio career. Friday could be fun.
And if anyone is interested in being on the radio/podcast that will be edited & broadcast later, let me know. I need guests to bullshit with.
catagogo bought me cheese. She's one of my favorite people. Good egg. Tongue like an ox. I really don't deserve the friends i have. I need to have a party over here in the ghetto. It'd be entertaining.
Man, these things get worse every time. I'll need to fix that. Booze might help.