Thursday, September 26, 2002

i got my amp back from those theiving bastards.

i talked to tasha about god knows what.

i watched some thing about the civil war on pbs. it was interesting.

i watched some other thing about the reagans. i'm sorry, but nancy reagan looks like a scull with skin stretched over it.

cemetary gates is playing right now ... i love this song.

they were talking about saddam hussein on NPR earlier. uh, yeah. it was interesting. i think that guy is going to be ass raped by rabid dogs before the year is out.

"a dreaded sunny day, so i'll meet you at the cemetary gates"

big mouth strikes again is also quite an agreeable song as well.

my mom told me she was going to call me 3 days ago and still hasnt. this proves to me that it is perfectly acceptable that i tell her i will go visit her and then never do.

laurens going to make me spagetti tomorrow apparently.

then there's the party on friday.

i need to quit my job. my job is boring. the editor wants me to go to new york, he said it himself. i'm so there if they are serious. i'll freaking move there if they want me to. its NEW YORK for christs sake ...

"as natural as rain, he dances again and again and agian -- vicar in a tutu."

the end.

"driving in your car, i never never want to go home. because i havent got one anymore." hot damn the smiths rule 4:08am.