remember that one time everyone was a faggot
Captains log: the crew is looking weary, will this voyage never end? Just kidding I wish I was Kathryn Janeway but sadly I am not! I cleared out all of my old entries in here (mostly) and when I get bored enough I'm doing it to all of my other journals on other servers too, but sadly I actually have had things to do for the most part recently. If this makes no sense it's because I refuse to turn i-Tunes off while I write anything, and it's really fucking up my train of thought.
This weekend with Arielle was pretty kickass, I ended up staying longer than we thought and we ended up going to TSC despite the fact that it was sold out. We figured it was better than nothing, and we ended up really lucking out and getting guestlist and interviewing/photoshooting both bands (who cares about Inkwell, seriously), you can find that shit at http://bad-policy.com if you want. Head Automatica is in like a week and a half but we're not sure if we're even going to go to that now, I'm still wicked broke from buying my camera. That's a lie, I had 30$ and I spent it on piercings, then I got 50$ and I spent it on the movie and booze for the Hardrock. I love the fact that the skinny tramps pay 300$ for a room a night, and we get free rooms because Lisa's dad is some bigshot and gets rooms for free? Life balances out nicely sometimes.
I think it's unanimously decided across my network that we all need jobs. Everytime I say "man I need a job", the person I'm talking to says "me too". Seriously, employ us all. At this rate I'll end up asking Michaels again, just because they said check back in a month and it's almost been a month. College starts the 21st and I still didn't finish registering, I've gotta get that done by the end of this week because I can't not enroll. There's nothing else to do except go out, get fucked up, go to shows, fuck with bands, or stay home and get the flu (I'm on this one now), etc. It sounds all well and good but I can assure you that that shallow sense of satisfaction doesn't last long. I don't miss school, but I do miss being employed. The sad part is I'd quit all over again.
THIS JUST IN, if I get one more myspace bulletin asking for picture comments I'm removing them from my myspace list thing. If no one is commenting you it's for a reason, please get over it, it's not like you comment anyone else anyways. I almost just asked when the world got so self-centered, and on that note I have to go finish reviews, and my self-imposed chapter a day minimum for my book. For real.
This weekend with Arielle was pretty kickass, I ended up staying longer than we thought and we ended up going to TSC despite the fact that it was sold out. We figured it was better than nothing, and we ended up really lucking out and getting guestlist and interviewing/photoshooting both bands (who cares about Inkwell, seriously), you can find that shit at http://bad-policy.com if you want. Head Automatica is in like a week and a half but we're not sure if we're even going to go to that now, I'm still wicked broke from buying my camera. That's a lie, I had 30$ and I spent it on piercings, then I got 50$ and I spent it on the movie and booze for the Hardrock. I love the fact that the skinny tramps pay 300$ for a room a night, and we get free rooms because Lisa's dad is some bigshot and gets rooms for free? Life balances out nicely sometimes.
I think it's unanimously decided across my network that we all need jobs. Everytime I say "man I need a job", the person I'm talking to says "me too". Seriously, employ us all. At this rate I'll end up asking Michaels again, just because they said check back in a month and it's almost been a month. College starts the 21st and I still didn't finish registering, I've gotta get that done by the end of this week because I can't not enroll. There's nothing else to do except go out, get fucked up, go to shows, fuck with bands, or stay home and get the flu (I'm on this one now), etc. It sounds all well and good but I can assure you that that shallow sense of satisfaction doesn't last long. I don't miss school, but I do miss being employed. The sad part is I'd quit all over again.
THIS JUST IN, if I get one more myspace bulletin asking for picture comments I'm removing them from my myspace list thing. If no one is commenting you it's for a reason, please get over it, it's not like you comment anyone else anyways. I almost just asked when the world got so self-centered, and on that note I have to go finish reviews, and my self-imposed chapter a day minimum for my book. For real.