alone or with you, anything is better than this
so, i just watched oceans 12, and i still cant figure out wether or not i just saw a amazingly stupid movie, or a terribly clever one. i wont bitch about it, because if youve seen it, you either know what i mean already, or are to stupid to grasp the words that COULD come out of my mouth, but wont. i will say this though, i realized my first statement after 15 minuits of the film, and i still watched the next 2 hours intently.
woo-wee-ooo....
i had some ice cream and the other half of the pizza i made for lunch, my pack of smokes is nearly gone, and my anger/paranoia twords the house has subsided, atleast for the evening.
i need to make this journal private except for me and the loveness, for with my nerves, and some of the things i've been saying in this, it shouldnt be open to the public, not that it matters, the only people i need hide from are those i stand directly in front of, and i dont expect anyone to read this journal, my taste are so diverse and eccentric that anyone who finds one keyword in common with me wouldnt find another. freight train hoppin/ neo folk/ underground hip-hop, yeah...
oh to live alone, or with just one other...
get a job! you say? t'would defeat the point, for communal working is communal living, just no communal sleeping... wew, thats a mouthful. the basement is almost ready to live in... all i need is a mini-fridge, and some downstairs media access. nothin big, no tv or anything to stupid, just a computer WITH MY FUCKING MUSIC HARD DRIVE IN IT! or a cd player and a typewritter would be more than enough to keep me well and secluded. the dumpstering is good in westmont, i'm sure i could even entirely detach for a couple weeks.
no lights, no music, JUST ANGER!!!!
and now that i'm feelin better.
i need to go to sleep, just to promote the schedule and keep the "faith" to many people lead me to the social anxietys that keep me smoking and wanting pills and the like. mick is such a closet homo... i'm not homophobic, not by far, but closet homos? see my last entry, the one where i was talking about pussies who cant stand to have their will be the way, and nothing but lies come out of their mouths? i mean, who could ever lie about something as dictative as sex? how could anyone ignore their own freedom as expressed by their dick? whatever... any the case, mick shouldnt act strait if he isnt going to delete his cookies or make seperate accounts on a "shared" HA! computer. goodnight jason, sleep well.
woo-wee-ooo....
i had some ice cream and the other half of the pizza i made for lunch, my pack of smokes is nearly gone, and my anger/paranoia twords the house has subsided, atleast for the evening.
i need to make this journal private except for me and the loveness, for with my nerves, and some of the things i've been saying in this, it shouldnt be open to the public, not that it matters, the only people i need hide from are those i stand directly in front of, and i dont expect anyone to read this journal, my taste are so diverse and eccentric that anyone who finds one keyword in common with me wouldnt find another. freight train hoppin/ neo folk/ underground hip-hop, yeah...
oh to live alone, or with just one other...
get a job! you say? t'would defeat the point, for communal working is communal living, just no communal sleeping... wew, thats a mouthful. the basement is almost ready to live in... all i need is a mini-fridge, and some downstairs media access. nothin big, no tv or anything to stupid, just a computer WITH MY FUCKING MUSIC HARD DRIVE IN IT! or a cd player and a typewritter would be more than enough to keep me well and secluded. the dumpstering is good in westmont, i'm sure i could even entirely detach for a couple weeks.
no lights, no music, JUST ANGER!!!!
and now that i'm feelin better.
i need to go to sleep, just to promote the schedule and keep the "faith" to many people lead me to the social anxietys that keep me smoking and wanting pills and the like. mick is such a closet homo... i'm not homophobic, not by far, but closet homos? see my last entry, the one where i was talking about pussies who cant stand to have their will be the way, and nothing but lies come out of their mouths? i mean, who could ever lie about something as dictative as sex? how could anyone ignore their own freedom as expressed by their dick? whatever... any the case, mick shouldnt act strait if he isnt going to delete his cookies or make seperate accounts on a "shared" HA! computer. goodnight jason, sleep well.