Last entry as im_no_poet.

Go to my new journal at sex_musik.

I will leave this account open, but I won't be using it. sex_musik will be my main name now. So go add, people!

Of COURSE the search for WMDs was called off! There weren't any fucking WMDs to begin with, you fucking dolts!

Okay, dilemma here ( Read more... )

Take the 1st sentence from the 1st post of each month of 2004. Make a paragraph. This is supposed to be what your year was like ( Read more... )

I think I'll have a hotdog for lunch....

Also, I've been thinking of changing my user name to sex_musik. I just don't want to deal with all the layout crap. Maybe I'll give it a shot. I'm tired of this name.

New song my singer wrote is FABULOUS. Worked on it last night along with some covers to act as time-filler for our gigs at Zen. Gonna be a good time ( Read more... )

( This is what happens when you join a surveys community... )

I broke everything off with Tony last night. He understood, I suppose. I just couldn't do it anymore.
It feels weird to be the breaker instead of the breakee. But I still feel relieved.

Headache. Too much to think about today.

( Space filler, time killer )

Lanie promised me the rest of my paycheck today. It didn't happen. This is me, pissed off and broke. This shit needs to stop. Now.