Sep 18, 2004 00:15
i need to sleep, but i want to paint.
which doesnt explain why im sitting here and starting an entry.
my insomnia has bid adieu, and ive been sleeping around 1 for the past two days. yes, that's early. usually i'm restless until an hour or so before it's time for me to leave for my beloved high school.
so that kid, the one who im making listen to good music, his names glen. he told me benji and joel were his homeboys, and continued to tell me about how they got punk'd. ooh my my. i dont know if he's going to like the cd i gave him. He'll probably think it's pretty good, but i think he likes the music hes fed via repeats of the same six songs on the radio. Black people don't seem black to me anymore. John Marshall has numbed my awareness of race or color, seriously. Thats not a bad thing.
I dont know what to expect from mad planet tomorrow.
Felix Culpa release show. oo. man.
Milwaukee has so many shows all the time, but theyre on weird days like tuesday, or thursday. i would go but i cant drive.
i need to make some friends that can drive.
shit i need sleep.
im going to paint just as much as im going to clean my room.
:puke:
i mean. ::cursty::