Thursday, January 23, 2003

if i had long hair and a beard you'd think i was jesus ... or at the very least joseph ... or at the very, very least bob ross.

guitar parts, guitar parts, guitar parts. its all i think about anymore. i sit in boring ass 2 hour meetings at work and all i think about are transitions. then people are like "hey josh, blah blah blah" and i'm like "huh? i dont give a fuck about aesthetic whatever, i was thinking about chord progression ... Beeyatch!" so yeah, there you go. i fell asleep in a meeting today. i dont think anyone noticed, maybe they did. who cares? i rule.

... and what if a vagina DID have teeth i ask you? what then? ... exactly.

Tim wants a blog .... if nate doesn't update in the next 48 hours i'm taking his away. muahahahaha nate. suck on that.

its not even 3pm yet. i want to get the hell up out of here. AND I WANT MY GOD DAMNED TAX RETURN YOU FILTHY FUCKERS!

i heard that nell carter died. blower. i vaguely remember that show she was on -- Gimme A Break? i dunno. that sounds right. silver spoons used to rule too. and so did different strokes. oh oh, and what about that show with the old lady and the house full of girls ... OH! the facts of life, hahahaha. (my dad used to know that girl with cerebral palsy on that show. he used to work for some mental health agency and would always try to pass that chick off as some kind of celebrity -- she SO wasn't, she wasnt even as famous as tootie!) oh yeah, and then there was mama's family. i hated that show, but i watched it all the time anyway. i think it was probably because i was so young that i didnt know how to operate something as complicated as a television. i can barely remember that stuff. i was a wee tyke back then.

would you look at that ... it IS 3pm now!

happy little trees.