I've decided to tear a hole in the space time continuum ( Read more... )

So I got another care package from Mari. It's filled with my various winter things. I think she thinks if she sends me my things then it makes up for not calling me or talking to me or trying to contact me at all. At least the others have an excuse: Brian hates me, Charlie's wife is pregnant, Keith's an idiot...but she's got no reason. She can' ( Read more... )

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You know, I was beginning to feel as though I was getting something somewhat accomplished here. Largely due to the fact that I don't belong here, really. But then the dreams started again ( Read more... )

So a couple people I've talked to (House, looking at you) have noted me being rather bitter about the transpirings of our ever-so-lovely drug bust.

Let this answer all questions of whether or not I'm bitterAnd, letting you all know, I hate how I look in that video. My God I'm fat ( Read more... )

First of all:

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This was NOT that long ago. Why do I look like such a bloody prepubescent? Also: I miss that jacket. I think that's when me and Keith used to cut each other's hair, too...

That being said, I seem to actually be making way here. I've talked to four people. Yay me moment, right? Of course, one of those people was my good ( Read more... )

This is why I shouldn't sleep for three straight days. Apparently I missed a lot. Oh, well. At least now I'm rested and can stop being a bleeding hermit.

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By the way--guess which one I am. Go on, guess.

I think this has been the least active I've been since...since grammar school. Even in the Grove days, I was at school or performing at Ealing or practicing in the apartment. Then we hit it and I was working nonstop. 350 days a year and then breaks were filled with interviews with those teeny mags and tv performances. I passed out from ( Read more... )

I've already gotten bored here and so I'm doing a survey.

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( I found this )

This is an introduction. My name is Mick. I'm twenty-four and fresh from a drug charge; not good times. Scapegoat for the media and the drug problems. Been there, read the editorial.

I've been sent here because I can't keep it in my pants (being a sensuality addict is far different from being a sex addict. I was born a sensualist. Anything ( Read more... )