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Haven't heard from George(Or George Sr) in 11 days. Don't want to talk about it. Pissed at Joey, I needed a distraction. I needed human beings to talk with, needed someone to go record shopping with me. The bastard snubbed me. I finally try to reach out to people in a positive way, looking to escape my pity party, a fresh start and clean slate and all and I get fucking snubbed. Why do I bother? You know what, man? It's cool. No, no really. it's not like three weeks ago you were champing at the bit to hang out with me and you certainly weren't making snarky comments about George because you have a thing*~ for me. Oh wait.
My box o' records is almost full. I never really listened to entire albums all the way through until I bought the record player, and I almost never listen to music digitally anymore.
So anyway, tomorrow I'll probably sit in bed, drink coffee and read The First Five by Henry Rollins all day. So far it's brilliant, slightly disturbing at times, but honest. Sometimes it reads like Morrissey, without the socially retarded, bitter old queen aspect.
ETA: WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME NEIL PATRICK HARRIS WAS THE MOST PRECIOUS, ADORKABLE LITTLE NERD ON THE ENTIRE PLANET? HE NEEDS TO BE MY BEST FRIEND.Okay, second-best friend.
My box o' records is almost full. I never really listened to entire albums all the way through until I bought the record player, and I almost never listen to music digitally anymore.
So anyway, tomorrow I'll probably sit in bed, drink coffee and read The First Five by Henry Rollins all day. So far it's brilliant, slightly disturbing at times, but honest. Sometimes it reads like Morrissey, without the socially retarded, bitter old queen aspect.
ETA: WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME NEIL PATRICK HARRIS WAS THE MOST PRECIOUS, ADORKABLE LITTLE NERD ON THE ENTIRE PLANET? HE NEEDS TO BE MY BEST FRIEND.Okay, second-best friend.