once again, i am unfortunately probably always right. if i ever doubt myself again, or think that i have a situation assesed (spell?) incorrectly, remind me that...

im always right.

but if youre going off to war then i wish you well
but dont be sore if i cheer the other team
cause killing peoples not my scene
i prefer to give the inhabitants a say
before you blow their town away..

before you read my next million posts....

WHY HAS NO ONE BOUGHT THE NEW BELLE AND SEBASTIAN ALBUM YET?!

seriously, whats wrong with you guys!

--edit--
also, why the hell did ben nichols (guy from lucero) add me on friendster?
seriously.
i definitely dont know him.

i know that no one calls me because i dont have a phone, but it still makes me sad...

i shouldnt be saying this but...-if you cant accept a genuine offering, dont ask for one ( Read more... )

"well how are you doing?"

"how am i doing? well....ive been better"

"aww but youve been worse"

"hahaha yes im sure i have!" because if not, that would imply that this was the worst day of my life.

(conversation between me and old-man-number-one at work today ( Read more... )

im not really sure if it ends here. so, its everything i guess. the best thing about stripping away my entire personality is that i generally realize that im left with not much other than anger and placing blame, but when i build it back up again it will be even more superficial but spaztic and intense than before, an attempt to prolong the next ( Read more... )

oh yeah, by mid december im going to have a new car.

how rad is that?

someone call me or IM me to hang out, damnit!

ok. so...

tiffany and i went to the fair. it was...greasy...and...fair...y.
i saw CARLY BOLAND there (HAHAHA)...oh man. she was really really really drunk. i promised not to tell alison, but...she knew i would. it was so funny. she was really not obnoxious when she was drunk too so that was very impressive! we rode the swings! the swings, to me, ( Read more... )

I LOVE THE FAIR.
i rode the zipper. what the fuck. my stomach sitll hurts.
ahhh..
ill write more tomorrow, its time for bed.