it's about time
Yeah, so I haven't written in my journal for a while, except to fill out those silly surveys. I suppose it's about time...
It's snowing today. I don't like snow.
Christmas is almost upon us. I don't even notice.
I think it's pretty safe to say that the wonder of this season that you were so enchanted with when you were a kid is GONE. I'm like...oh fuckin a, it's snowing? COME ON! I got shit to do today! And christmas? Doesn't even feel like Christmas. Christmas has turned into a big marketing scheme anyway. But, I won't get all Rob Ezelius on you. Shit, this past Halloween, I didn't even remember it was Halloween until halfway through the day when I saw some lady wearing bunny ears and I was like 'what the heck?'
Sorry if I am ruining your Christmas cheer, but I just don't think that there is any. I wish there was but...there isn't. There's just stress, shopping, and fad diets. It's all so lame.
So, if you read Tarah's journal, you know we went out to Vinyl (or Arc, whatever the fuck) last Friday. I have been house music crazy since then. I haven't listened to much rock lately, and I've been going crazy mixing house music CD's on Cool Edit. All last weekend, I listened to house all weekend. Then Gerge made me a mix CD and I was diggin it. And then Sacred Black came on and I was like, Oh Shit. I forgot how fuckin good rock n roll is. But I've still been really into the house music lately. and if you don't like it...FYM.
SUNDAY is the benefit show for Paige. Please come down peeps, we need as much money as possible. Even if you come down for like an hour, just come down. it's 8 bucks out of your pocket. Although you can give more if youd like. It starts at 5, and its at dels. For those of you who dont know, go to www.doblerrock.com or go to www.delsbar.com
Yesterday marked one month until our cruise. I can't fuckin wait. Carribean cruise. Beautiful beaches. Hot sun. Clear oceans. Pretty Tarah in a bikini. And no work. And no cold. No nothing. Just chill. Gotta love that.
Well, off to the bank.
It's snowing today. I don't like snow.
Christmas is almost upon us. I don't even notice.
I think it's pretty safe to say that the wonder of this season that you were so enchanted with when you were a kid is GONE. I'm like...oh fuckin a, it's snowing? COME ON! I got shit to do today! And christmas? Doesn't even feel like Christmas. Christmas has turned into a big marketing scheme anyway. But, I won't get all Rob Ezelius on you. Shit, this past Halloween, I didn't even remember it was Halloween until halfway through the day when I saw some lady wearing bunny ears and I was like 'what the heck?'
Sorry if I am ruining your Christmas cheer, but I just don't think that there is any. I wish there was but...there isn't. There's just stress, shopping, and fad diets. It's all so lame.
So, if you read Tarah's journal, you know we went out to Vinyl (or Arc, whatever the fuck) last Friday. I have been house music crazy since then. I haven't listened to much rock lately, and I've been going crazy mixing house music CD's on Cool Edit. All last weekend, I listened to house all weekend. Then Gerge made me a mix CD and I was diggin it. And then Sacred Black came on and I was like, Oh Shit. I forgot how fuckin good rock n roll is. But I've still been really into the house music lately. and if you don't like it...FYM.
SUNDAY is the benefit show for Paige. Please come down peeps, we need as much money as possible. Even if you come down for like an hour, just come down. it's 8 bucks out of your pocket. Although you can give more if youd like. It starts at 5, and its at dels. For those of you who dont know, go to www.doblerrock.com or go to www.delsbar.com
Yesterday marked one month until our cruise. I can't fuckin wait. Carribean cruise. Beautiful beaches. Hot sun. Clear oceans. Pretty Tarah in a bikini. And no work. And no cold. No nothing. Just chill. Gotta love that.
Well, off to the bank.