just watched "CRANK" again. I fucking love this movie. brings me back to the fun days of over the counter ephedrine and diet pills. oh how we abused those. only way I made it through electronics training. makes me feel that way again. just wide eye'd and twitchy. so spun up, just want to hit something, shoot something, fuck something. all of it. didn't get shit accomplished on my room. stil lneed to figure out what I'm doing tonight. really want tod o something tonight. especially now that I'm all spun up. hope I don't crash and burn soon, that would be horribly disappointing. forgot my fucking tape measure at work, don't feel like gettin git. so maybing I'll bring it home monday and then start redecorating then. I'll try and take some pictures. for those of you that haven't seen the inside of my room, I'll take soem befores and afters.
still need a couch, i need to talk to my friend from work, said he might have a futon, that would fit perfectly. originally i was gonna put a love seat in here, but I think a full couch will fit just fine. also gotta get a new snake cage. found a good one at the reptile store by my work. I think I'm going to try and turn the cage into a coffee table. should be cool. maybe, i dunno.
still need to get that entertainment center from Asmody n' put my tv in it. then I can start doing some more organizing, and give this fucking gigantor bass amp back. taking up space and I never play it.
I did play some guitar today, went rather well. no real practice or learning, just a good fuck around session. made me feel good.
really need to figure out what tonight will entail.
it's fucked, I almost feel like going for a jog. to bad it's fucking cold outside and I don't own any sweat pants anymore. probably still wouldn't do it.
I wish I could find a way to stimulate myself this way on command, just turn it on when I go to the gym, or go out for the evening. or when i start the day at work. well, a way other than self medicating to feel this on command.
this is why I don't do drugs. why I've always refused coke and the other odd plethora of drugs that people offer me. because i know I'd like it. I'd like it alot. especially uppers, stimulants. makes me feel like I'm alive.
so instead, it's just fast music, psychotic movies, and the occasional java monster.
you know. I might just be as insane as my father.
movies over. I'll take the posters off the wall monday. for now I like having them there.
you know, on the off chance that someone should find themselves in my room this evening, I'd like it to be viewed as the true extension of myself that it is rather than a beige box that I inhabit.
but who am I kidding. no one comming home with me. gotta have some confidence to do that, and without an obvious in, I can just about talk myself out of anything.
god, it's only 5. stupid fucking winter, day light savings time bull shit. I feel like I should be going out right now, but it's fucking supper time for everyone else. if I got the jump on the night now, by the time anyone got to the bar, I'd be so shitty, there'd be no use for me.
I wanna sing bohemian rhapsody in a bar. It's been so long since I've been in a bar that I could do that in. all these fucking hipster dives, with there oh so suave dj's and shit. I wanna load up the jukebox with some foreiner, some queen, david bowie, meat loaf, boston, maybe some queensryche, throw in a smattering of 90s alternative and punk, and some def leppard for good ole times sake, and I'll be happy.
also want to make gingerbread cookies, cause I smelled ginger randomly earlier walking from my car, and it smelled damn good. and if you actually read this far, I might just give you one.
AIM - thegrimjester
still need a couch, i need to talk to my friend from work, said he might have a futon, that would fit perfectly. originally i was gonna put a love seat in here, but I think a full couch will fit just fine. also gotta get a new snake cage. found a good one at the reptile store by my work. I think I'm going to try and turn the cage into a coffee table. should be cool. maybe, i dunno.
still need to get that entertainment center from Asmody n' put my tv in it. then I can start doing some more organizing, and give this fucking gigantor bass amp back. taking up space and I never play it.
I did play some guitar today, went rather well. no real practice or learning, just a good fuck around session. made me feel good.
really need to figure out what tonight will entail.
it's fucked, I almost feel like going for a jog. to bad it's fucking cold outside and I don't own any sweat pants anymore. probably still wouldn't do it.
I wish I could find a way to stimulate myself this way on command, just turn it on when I go to the gym, or go out for the evening. or when i start the day at work. well, a way other than self medicating to feel this on command.
this is why I don't do drugs. why I've always refused coke and the other odd plethora of drugs that people offer me. because i know I'd like it. I'd like it alot. especially uppers, stimulants. makes me feel like I'm alive.
so instead, it's just fast music, psychotic movies, and the occasional java monster.
you know. I might just be as insane as my father.
movies over. I'll take the posters off the wall monday. for now I like having them there.
you know, on the off chance that someone should find themselves in my room this evening, I'd like it to be viewed as the true extension of myself that it is rather than a beige box that I inhabit.
but who am I kidding. no one comming home with me. gotta have some confidence to do that, and without an obvious in, I can just about talk myself out of anything.
god, it's only 5. stupid fucking winter, day light savings time bull shit. I feel like I should be going out right now, but it's fucking supper time for everyone else. if I got the jump on the night now, by the time anyone got to the bar, I'd be so shitty, there'd be no use for me.
I wanna sing bohemian rhapsody in a bar. It's been so long since I've been in a bar that I could do that in. all these fucking hipster dives, with there oh so suave dj's and shit. I wanna load up the jukebox with some foreiner, some queen, david bowie, meat loaf, boston, maybe some queensryche, throw in a smattering of 90s alternative and punk, and some def leppard for good ole times sake, and I'll be happy.
also want to make gingerbread cookies, cause I smelled ginger randomly earlier walking from my car, and it smelled damn good. and if you actually read this far, I might just give you one.
AIM - thegrimjester
is the reptile store near you called pet kingdom?
message me with your email address so I can send you thouse books.