twenty3beers

i wish i had something interesting to write . . . i guess its always times like these, when you're trying really hard, that nothing good comes; which is extremely fucked up if you ask me. well, at least i got to write "fuck," how often does that happen: not enough, thats how often! i really want that electric (skate co.) tshirt that almost says fuck, but uses the lightning bolt logo as the u. i like my the lightning bolts in my tattoo, although i guess some people might think that im a biker and ask me who i ride with. if i was a biker i think i'd be called Fuckhead. no particular reason besides its kind of funny, and it would make people uncomfortable when i told them my name was fuckhead, and most of all its from "Jesus' Son," and that book/movie kick ass! ROCKIN'!!!! i wish it was easier to convey sarcasm in the casually written word, it would make a lot more of the things i write even better than they are now . . . so my roomate's girlfriend finally left, and he passed out, which means i dont get to fall asleep to wet noises, drat, maybe tommorrow. i too will now venture into the uncharted, and usually shitty world of dreams, wish me luck, fuck you sandman, Viva Death . . .

all american rejects "my paper heart"
(its just so damn catchy!)