Like A Filthy Slut At A Cock Buffet, I've Come Back For More
Remember me?
I've been busy. Strike that. Fucking lazy. New lows have been reached and highs have been missed. I've become so bored, I have come back to this shit for some form of entertainment.
Not entirely true, I've been working and I've been going to Iowa every odd weekend to see Jill. Iowa City is pretty cool, lots of different bars and bands and lots to do. Although, I've been there lots now and i've still not run into or seen Slipnot anywhere. Posers.
So just some randoms:
- I fell asleep while watchin Capote in the theater. Was I tired? I think I was because it wasn't boring or anything. I've never done that before. Kind of ashamed.
-I bought the 5th season of Saved By the Bell. The Tori episodes. Fucking phenomenal. I had to buy it twice though. First run at it had me opening the package only to find they had not put the third disk in the box. Bullshit! I immedietly returned to Best Buy where I recieved a strange look from the lady behind the counter who I guess did not understand why I was so upset. She doesn't need to pity ME, I pity HER. She works at Best Buy. If I had to listen to the Black Eyed Peas and Yellowcard all day I would plunge dried up sharpie markers in my ears until I bled to death or got so high on marker fumes I run out into traffic. Fuck her.
- Sky High is the best movie ever made. Anybody who disagrees can fistfight me right now!!!
- There may be a documentary in the works down here from Zak and I. More details as they develop. All we have right now is that: 1. We miss our friend Gina Ghighi. 2. We go out and find her. 3. We find out she has changed, maybe not for the better, this is not the Gina we know and love. 3. We conclude that her behavior is because she is "sick". She is "sick" because since Gina's glory days were in the 90's and since it is now 2006, the farther from the 90's she gets the sicker she gets. Like in the movie "Legend" when you take away the unicorn horn, everything goes to shit. When you take Gina out of the 90's everything goes to shit. 4. We hold a intervention where we reintroduce all things 90's to Gina, hoping to revive her. 5. Doesn't work and we conclude that Gina sucks as did the fucking 90's.
(My roomate Pat thinks that this is all a very elaborate way to make fun of my other roomate Adam, who liked everything that was obviously terrible back in the 90's like LaBouche and Quad City Dj's. We told him he could be "creative consultant." We're dicks like that.) Coming soon.
-My house is cold. The heat is all fucked. I'm gonna burn this place to the ground.
So anyway I will probably start updating this shit more often. If anything to get back into the writing mode. Something I desperatley need to do if I'm ever going to get out of here since it's pretty much all I got.
Stick around, let's have some fun and make some people cry.
I've been busy. Strike that. Fucking lazy. New lows have been reached and highs have been missed. I've become so bored, I have come back to this shit for some form of entertainment.
Not entirely true, I've been working and I've been going to Iowa every odd weekend to see Jill. Iowa City is pretty cool, lots of different bars and bands and lots to do. Although, I've been there lots now and i've still not run into or seen Slipnot anywhere. Posers.
So just some randoms:
- I fell asleep while watchin Capote in the theater. Was I tired? I think I was because it wasn't boring or anything. I've never done that before. Kind of ashamed.
-I bought the 5th season of Saved By the Bell. The Tori episodes. Fucking phenomenal. I had to buy it twice though. First run at it had me opening the package only to find they had not put the third disk in the box. Bullshit! I immedietly returned to Best Buy where I recieved a strange look from the lady behind the counter who I guess did not understand why I was so upset. She doesn't need to pity ME, I pity HER. She works at Best Buy. If I had to listen to the Black Eyed Peas and Yellowcard all day I would plunge dried up sharpie markers in my ears until I bled to death or got so high on marker fumes I run out into traffic. Fuck her.
- Sky High is the best movie ever made. Anybody who disagrees can fistfight me right now!!!
- There may be a documentary in the works down here from Zak and I. More details as they develop. All we have right now is that: 1. We miss our friend Gina Ghighi. 2. We go out and find her. 3. We find out she has changed, maybe not for the better, this is not the Gina we know and love. 3. We conclude that her behavior is because she is "sick". She is "sick" because since Gina's glory days were in the 90's and since it is now 2006, the farther from the 90's she gets the sicker she gets. Like in the movie "Legend" when you take away the unicorn horn, everything goes to shit. When you take Gina out of the 90's everything goes to shit. 4. We hold a intervention where we reintroduce all things 90's to Gina, hoping to revive her. 5. Doesn't work and we conclude that Gina sucks as did the fucking 90's.
(My roomate Pat thinks that this is all a very elaborate way to make fun of my other roomate Adam, who liked everything that was obviously terrible back in the 90's like LaBouche and Quad City Dj's. We told him he could be "creative consultant." We're dicks like that.) Coming soon.
-My house is cold. The heat is all fucked. I'm gonna burn this place to the ground.
So anyway I will probably start updating this shit more often. If anything to get back into the writing mode. Something I desperatley need to do if I'm ever going to get out of here since it's pretty much all I got.
Stick around, let's have some fun and make some people cry.