This is basically like the last post, but in a less organized way...
I am way hungry. I wish I ate something at Fischl's house. I even called him before I came over to see if he had food. For some reason I was not hungry at all until my drive home. I wish I was still partying, but I have to work at nine tomorrow. I am not too tired. I got out of bed today at like 11:30. I watched like two hours of Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends. I love that cartoon. I am so excited to play tomorrow. Tomorrow is just going to be one big, great day. Work with Asma, Show, Party. Yesss. I came home and my sister is on the couch watching Celebrity Deathmatch. Hell yeah. I smell of like twenty-five different brands of cigarettes, I hate it.
Oh by the way, for the two of you who cared to guess what B.O.C. stands for you were wrong.
It stands for Big Ol' Coon.
I stole ten dollars from someone today. Hey, I need gas. Sorry.
I was listening to the album "Jane Doe" by Converge today, and man, that is a damn good album. I want to write an album like that. And listening to the title track, which is the last one, it just really puts me in a different place.
I've been trying to turn this light off for three weeks straight. It turns out it's been off the entire time.
Oh by the way, for the two of you who cared to guess what B.O.C. stands for you were wrong.
It stands for Big Ol' Coon.
I stole ten dollars from someone today. Hey, I need gas. Sorry.
I was listening to the album "Jane Doe" by Converge today, and man, that is a damn good album. I want to write an album like that. And listening to the title track, which is the last one, it just really puts me in a different place.
I've been trying to turn this light off for three weeks straight. It turns out it's been off the entire time.