since nine this morning i have been writing my art history term paper ( Read more... )

it isn't really that i'm upset because he doored me and tryed to tell me it was my fault, than it is i probably shouldn't go to the books show tonight on a count of my legs feel like they're a squised tomato on fire. as if getting doored couldn't be any worse. stupid cars and people in cadillacs.

deleted my old school journal from high school.. started looking at the one i started when i moved here. started to laugh for a few minutes, and then wondered if anyone ever read it because i sound like a crazy 17 year old on drugs ( Read more... )

i say this every year but next year i really need to get the day off.. coughcough

done spent all my money on concert tickets...

the shins today! ($100, minus $20 and a used crankset.. so i guess $50)
the arcade fire june 1st! ($85)
modest mouse with man-man! ($100)

oops =)
anyone feeling generous and um, wants to donate food to this little person.. please do. food, booze, and herbals would be greatly appreciated, if not

i have tooooo many ( Read more... )

+ bike frame in my apartmentttttttttttttt
- still needs one two more coats ( Read more... )

love is irrational ( Read more... )

That means we have to be "friends" to read my journal.
Really, you're not missing much.
I just get high and/or drunk and write about rediculous shit.