December 2004
8 posts
this is old
i wrote this a few years ago [3 i think], i found it tonight along with alot of other old things that ill probably post in the future to look cool.
my hand [left] and face were numb for over an hour yesterday.
I thought i was dying.
that was fun.
i felt detached from everything.
i was by myself.
i was surrounded by strangers.
i drove home.
i ate japanese food.
i got home.
i laid on my...
almost forgot...
umm, if anyone is feeling especially giving this year, i’ll just make this tiny suggestion: please?
it%27s not stopping%21%21
so now im up to 4 days without working as my car is still being fixed [well it was as of last night and they’re closed till mon.] so now i just sit at home for most of the day, then ride the couple of mile into town to see movies at night. i need to buy milk, but that shits heavy. i guess my sister is around, but once again, no car.
p.s. new flavor of month is up, and it rules.
just remebered....
so back when life was fun…you know september…we met this crazyrad german kid janosch that had a shop in cologne germany, its next to a place called the pizza pirate [where i got 2euro falafel’s twice a day everyday i was there(=6)]this is nodoubt from there. germans dont really understand the whole “yearrrrrrrrr” phenomena. and it now has a webpage, so…go...
today
heres what i have to do:
1. deposit paycheck, as i am broke
2. get more tampico, shit rocks.
3. go to work.
i was up till 6 watching the mothman prophicies, wasnt worth it, it was one of the dumpster dvds though, still have about 20 more to watch before i go sell them all.
if i talked to you on saturday night, i forget, blacking out rules…especially when you’re the only one...
you regret what you damn well want
i went to sleep at 8 cause i was tired, then it was 12 and my head felt exploded. now i cant sleep, my roommate ate my last little juans burrito, every time i say or type “little juans” i think of max fischer. guess ill eat some worms…
im stuck
i think ive come to a realization about somethings that perplex me. this solves nothing as im still stuck in this place, and that hoped for escape is now delayed as my car took the shitter, no cali-decem-sun for me. i drown my sorrows in star of david cookies[if you show me how to make a photoblog you’d see pics of those HINT(i wont push my luck)]. closer was a good flick, but again like...
now i reposses my possessions
it seems as though isolation only feeds [the imagined] growing rift betwixt me all all i know. odd to think that the departure of my arch nemisis has the ability to throw it all into dissary. but i did learn that i already have one willing peon.