goodmorning, life
sometimes i feel
robert smith hates me
but then
thats a little vain
isnt it?
the party is tonight. alex is going to be prince. some dude next door is going to be a uniorn. broc is going to be some kind of fucked up woman. some hot chick next door is going to be a college girl. i'm going to be nothing. i don't feel the spirit.
i met paul winters at an irish pub in the u-district last night. i had a hella time finding the place. i kept spinning out trying to climb steep ass hills in the rain. actualy, i just failed. i tried to climb the hill on james wy. it's steep ass motherfucker.
when i finally got there, the bouncer wouldn't let me in with my fake id. i told him i was a fucking vetran. he didn't buy it. he told me i needed $2k in my pocket because that's the fine that the place would have to pay if the cops found me. but i'm not a stupid college kid with a fake id. i'm josh guerci.
i attempted to cook last night. i got some macaroni and some popcorn chicken. in case you are wondering, you can bake stuff in a toaster oven. brian makes pizza and i make popcorn chicken. i set the toaster on fire in the process. that was exciting.
lucy is at goodyear right now. i guess there was something jammed in the brake assembly so it started to make noise. that's fixed now. and the drive belt was cracking, so that's fixed now. i'm stoked.
walking back from goodyear, i saw a sign for non-violent martial arts. and i laughed. isn't that an oxy-moron? maybe i just don't get it.
i still feel uncomfortable. i can only imagine what people say about me. i'm immature. i'm childish. i'm annoying. totaly creepy. yeah.
robert smith hates me
but then
thats a little vain
isnt it?
the party is tonight. alex is going to be prince. some dude next door is going to be a uniorn. broc is going to be some kind of fucked up woman. some hot chick next door is going to be a college girl. i'm going to be nothing. i don't feel the spirit.
i met paul winters at an irish pub in the u-district last night. i had a hella time finding the place. i kept spinning out trying to climb steep ass hills in the rain. actualy, i just failed. i tried to climb the hill on james wy. it's steep ass motherfucker.
when i finally got there, the bouncer wouldn't let me in with my fake id. i told him i was a fucking vetran. he didn't buy it. he told me i needed $2k in my pocket because that's the fine that the place would have to pay if the cops found me. but i'm not a stupid college kid with a fake id. i'm josh guerci.
i attempted to cook last night. i got some macaroni and some popcorn chicken. in case you are wondering, you can bake stuff in a toaster oven. brian makes pizza and i make popcorn chicken. i set the toaster on fire in the process. that was exciting.
lucy is at goodyear right now. i guess there was something jammed in the brake assembly so it started to make noise. that's fixed now. and the drive belt was cracking, so that's fixed now. i'm stoked.
walking back from goodyear, i saw a sign for non-violent martial arts. and i laughed. isn't that an oxy-moron? maybe i just don't get it.
i still feel uncomfortable. i can only imagine what people say about me. i'm immature. i'm childish. i'm annoying. totaly creepy. yeah.