1) go a place that is a reflection of now, but there is Rust everywhere.
2) relive the first time you ever thought you actually loved another, cause we all know it felt great
3) drinks with a snarky violinist in New York, drinks are on him
pick one for it shall command my creativity. You do not need to understand each number to choose, whatever feels right, just a number will do do do.
its pretty late, I should be asleep.
i've been legit sober for about 2 days now, no weed and I don't drink enough (right now) to even count that. the reason for that is I have zero money and neither do my friends so we can't pinch a sack.
if I had money I would clearly purchase, but---- the feeling is nice to be 'sober'. I say that loosely as there are people in the world whose sober days are way more intense than my pussy crap. my head feels pretty heavy but its nice to know i just hav
This weekend was a blur.
Saturday and Sunday are so smashed together I don't know up from down, right from left. My throat hurts cause I put genocide on some menthols, I think I have an ear infection cause I can hear my heartbeat. Everything literally moves slow and its just now hitting Thursday.
I'm on my spring "break" which currently amounts to nothing right now. I have no job and I think I have wasted all possible resources because I think I have applied everywhere. Eve
saw Shutter Island today, it was good. I'd say go see it.
I don't have that many celebrity crushes, I'm practical, helloooooo. but Leonardo DiCaprio is so f**king sexy. Whatever he eats in the morning, I want. That guy has it for some reason and I will have sex with him from the Titantic to the Beach and we can stop at Shutter Island in the middle then take Revolutionary Road all the way down to Gilbert Grapes house and I'd finish off in fair Verona. In no particular order that is.
other
so just now, I got back from dinner with my friend. He is like an okay friend, I was kinda close with him in high school but he soon got annoying and irritating beyond my wildest dreams.
he called me a few weeks ago wanting to tell me about "pre-paid legal" and my genetic instinct (passed down by my father) deducted that it was a load of bullshit. but, as a good friend, I weave webs of illusion especially with friendship so I asked him to hang out and he wanted to go to dinner tonight.
n
i've recently been sitting down with HP Lovecraft and I am going to go insane. i love it
it is going to inspire me to put all my writing on hold and dedicate my mind to my own creation of old gods and their machinations under the sea.
i've been very busy which is good. it has been raining since I don't know, it'll probably rain forever. I can live with that. there was a tornado warning in Huntington beach the other day, what is the world coming to.
somethings i've done this week:
1 - reactivated my world of warcraft account, i'm leveling a hunter. her name is jdsalinger, her pet names will honor characters of my liking. I have a panther named Stradlater, that sexy bastard. only cool people like catcher in the rye an
dduddeeee everything is moving so slooow my jaw hurts. where is my gum and water
but seriously. i hate days were I wake up and everything is slow. It throws me off. i'm actually going to go for a run to wake myself up because everything is so rainy! Yeah, it's raining today, but the sun is kinda peaking out. when it rains here everything just goes real slow. like a drip. Ewww
I also have some sort of nasal congestion, so I sound like Neil from f**king family guy, or mort, I guess
HARDCORE WEEKEND BRO REDUX
I'm suffocating.
Suffocating with a ton of shit to accomplish and do. I've been a bit lazy the past month, but I guess that is okay. Today I just finished two more applications to some schools back east, tomorrow (Tuesday) I need to head over to the JC I'm suffering at and send transcript requests.
A good chunk of me wants to go to this place in Boston, I think it will be cool. But, another part of me says I'll hate it and just want to come home.
when i watched this back in like freshman year high school i thought it was alright to actually kiss boys when the team wasn't watching
enjoy you lonely templars
p.s - sigur ros is good
over
certified alcoholic and this ain't good. i'm not going for the tragic artist, that shit is cliche
my entries have been lacking, but they'll get good, thsi weekend imma get laid
party at my house friday your invited
The guy I loosely wrote about in this blog, here, whom I knew up at school.
Well, a friend sent me a link over facebook and it was that guy, on xtube.
LOL
WHAT THE f**kHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
My uncle passed away this morning. Long battle with HIV and stuff. Sucks. My mom got a phone call from his partner and she went away quickly to Washington state to see him go, along with her other older brother. She is gone, I threw a party at my house and even while she was gone I felt kinda guilty I was throwing a party. And I kinda don
last night was fantastic
-huge party
-rolled hard
-danced for 3 hours
-swapped saliva with a 17 year old
-got rejected
-got accepted
-lost my cellphone
-found my cellphone
-one four games of beer pong
-champion
-felt up my good friend nick
-he didn't care
-drank my worries away
-good night
-no regrets
-not even the 17 year old, cause i wasn't his type
-i was briefly offended
-but then i thought, i'm a hypocrite because i do that too
today:
-lots of water
-feeling al
I went to San Francisco last weekend to visit friends and participate in Lovefest, some gay ass dance festival.
It was probably the best weekend to date, of my life and I shall lay it out for you.
Friday -
I left Friday morning around 4. Easier to drive that way especially getting through LA which is a huge choke point of traffic once all the working class people get out of bed. It would probably put me behind maybe 3 hours of my journey just to get through LA county.
I flew th
I really love facts. So maybe I'll start out each blog I post with a fact, because sometimes they can come in handy. Maybe if you're caught J-walking or on Jeopardy.
=Did you know that the name Wendy was made up for the book Peter Pan? There was never a recorded Wendy before it.=
On my two-week leave from the site I didn't do much. I almost totaled my car, did some writing. Finally finished making plans for this weekend. I'm going to San Francisco for LoveFest. I'm really e
You're the only person in my blog reading history that has deleted a comment. And that is the most entertaining thing since the fact you look like the Myth Buster guy. Keep up the good work.
Prescription drug addiction ain't good and neither is joking about it.
Haven't had the time to piece together a blog about my really interesting life (and it is) but nothing tickled my fancy, so that means it wouldn't tickle yours. I was thinking of writing about Elijah and my thoughts on that. A blog of reasonable length will come, promise. But I figured...
nah, I'm going to go to bed, but I'll leave you with this second grade riddle to google the answer to cause you're stupid and regretfully probably didn't pass second grade. i got such bad grades in elementa
