waxangel

Update, Schmupdate

So, here I find myself, in Pittsburgh, PA, full of catfish, corn on the cob, and salade avec chevre. Content, yes, to say the least. I can't describe how great it feels to leave NYC for a while and disconnect myself from the unending stream of melodrama that accompanies being a superstar in such a sea of stories. That's right, you can all...
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Work, drink, pass out, repeat.

I haven't had a solid night's sleep in a week. I've been working every day, with a few doubles thrown in. The good news is I'm making money. Also getting the partying out of my system before school starts. But it's taking a toll.

I'm going on a 7-day fruit and juice fast. My stomach is so completely fucked, I...
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If you were a pill
I'd take a handful at my will
and knock it back
with a lot of something sweet and strong.

I'm so bored with this whole internet thing. I never want to write anything that requires any effort. I'm working the next 15 days in a row, between 8 and 13 hours a day. Then I have five days off to...
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I'm bored with these silly games, sick to death of childish antics. I've had it with big talk followed by a retreat from action. Life is to be lived, not fantasized. Avoiding reality does not make it go away. Dreaming is useless without trying to make those dreams come true. Go on, show me what you've got, or else stop wasting my time.

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So, um, many of you may have noticed that I'm rather hesitant to let you in on terribly personal details of my life here, beyond the vague insinuations that only those that know me intimately will understand. I prefer, instead, to ramble about how I want to fuck the Bangles, or "Wow, I'm sunburned." or whatever meaningless drivel I feel like sharing. It's much easier...
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My hand is shredded from opening Coors Light bottles all night. Coors Light is what my mom drinks when she's feeling her white trash. It's also what the majority of douche bags at the Ace Bar drink on a shitty Friday night.

And then my hangover ate you alive.

Oh, and in the Daily News today there was a picture of a kitten that somebody...
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What an entertaining weekend. The BBQ at BKFreak's house for the 4th was a rousing success, except for DJ nazis getting upset that everyone was dancing to my 80's music and pushing me off the tables. But whatever.

Penny was in town, which is always lovely. She wasn't supposed to even speak to me this whole trip, but that didn't exactly work out for her,...
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I need a new job.

Here are my qualifications:

- General misanthropy

- Don't do mornings

- Sexually obsessed (I will more than likely jerk off at work at some point)

- Deep disdain for authority

- Won't wear a suit

- Very loose definition of the word "stealing"

Now who wouldn't want an eager, young go-getter such as myself?

More to the point, I...
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Harumph.

I'm taking penicillin to combat the evil throat monsters that tried to sneak into my brain. This means I can't drink for the next, um, 6 more days, I think. At least I got the meds, thanks to a lovely angel, so that I can be alive for what promises to be an interesting weekend. I think the pills are making me fatigued, though....
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