Hemorrage
I wonder if that's how you spell hemorrage? I seem to remember there being another H in there. Don't feel like finding out.
Got back from Port Aransas on Friday afternoon. Damn, I had a good time. It's 4 hours each way, and I managed to finish Misery and Eyes of the Dragon, both by Stephen King. Both very good books, especially the former. God, it's so gorgeous out there. The palm trees, the coastal air, the beaches, the sun, the ocean, the multitudes of girls who look exactly like westwood girls, the freezing rain that appears out of nowhere with hurricane intensity. Those last 2 actually suck, but they're worth mentioning. Also ate at some very nice restaurants that served very nice pizzas and hamburgers ( i'm not into experimenting with my food ) and spent enough time at the beach to get a passable tan and a sunburn just big enough to be irritating. All in all, it was a very nice trip. Once Ashley gets some more money and I get some more time, we're going to go down there for a weekend.
Recently spent another sleepless night ( and morning, and afternoon ) with Amy and The Great and Eminent Skinhead, and Ilana was there as well. We all had quite a good time. Feel sorta guilty about leaving the rest of the gang behind, but hey! Tough shit. Too much drama. Speaking of the gang, Ernie is back, and he's just as cool as I remember. His girlfriend is also very very cool.
Managed to get down to the elusive Sound on Sound Records, and was thoroughly disappointed by their selection. They had Suicidal Tendencies, The Virus, and some cool oi bands, which I guess is better than Waterloo. Picked up an X-Ray Spex CD and got hooked up with a badass Oi!strs record by the lead singer.
Searched for The Sick on kazaa and ended up discovering Sick Of It All, a pretty good punk band. Sorta borders on metal sometimes, but I forgive them that because they're geniuses. Not really.
School starts tomorrow. Lame. There's some kind of westwood community on livejournal. Even lamer. Nauseatingly lame, in fact.
So I have a short attention span during sex. Sue me.
Not you, Ashley. I love you. Please don't hurt me. Oh Jesus.
Got back from Port Aransas on Friday afternoon. Damn, I had a good time. It's 4 hours each way, and I managed to finish Misery and Eyes of the Dragon, both by Stephen King. Both very good books, especially the former. God, it's so gorgeous out there. The palm trees, the coastal air, the beaches, the sun, the ocean, the multitudes of girls who look exactly like westwood girls, the freezing rain that appears out of nowhere with hurricane intensity. Those last 2 actually suck, but they're worth mentioning. Also ate at some very nice restaurants that served very nice pizzas and hamburgers ( i'm not into experimenting with my food ) and spent enough time at the beach to get a passable tan and a sunburn just big enough to be irritating. All in all, it was a very nice trip. Once Ashley gets some more money and I get some more time, we're going to go down there for a weekend.
Recently spent another sleepless night ( and morning, and afternoon ) with Amy and The Great and Eminent Skinhead, and Ilana was there as well. We all had quite a good time. Feel sorta guilty about leaving the rest of the gang behind, but hey! Tough shit. Too much drama. Speaking of the gang, Ernie is back, and he's just as cool as I remember. His girlfriend is also very very cool.
Managed to get down to the elusive Sound on Sound Records, and was thoroughly disappointed by their selection. They had Suicidal Tendencies, The Virus, and some cool oi bands, which I guess is better than Waterloo. Picked up an X-Ray Spex CD and got hooked up with a badass Oi!strs record by the lead singer.
Searched for The Sick on kazaa and ended up discovering Sick Of It All, a pretty good punk band. Sorta borders on metal sometimes, but I forgive them that because they're geniuses. Not really.
School starts tomorrow. Lame. There's some kind of westwood community on livejournal. Even lamer. Nauseatingly lame, in fact.
So I have a short attention span during sex. Sue me.
Not you, Ashley. I love you. Please don't hurt me. Oh Jesus.