December 2001
one of those 'forks' in the road.
hey. for all of you who read the entry that was here previously. the one entitled ‘craziness.’ sarah wrote that. didn’t have much to do with anything. especially now. so , i deleted it. sorry. some crazy shit did go down tonite. stuff i’d rather not talk about. but all this happening prompted me to pop in ‘eudora’ by the get up kids and go through my...
yo.
these posts are lame. but hasket had a good point, “you know, if you write in your journal that there isn’t a whole lot that we’ve done that i can write about here, then we haven’t done that much.”
heh. yup. anyways, last night, some high school kids try to skip out on the check at wayne hills diner. poop on them. they got caught. haha.
amazingly.
heh. not a whole lot i can write here that’s happened the past couple of days. i have a cone in the back of my car. saw not another teen movie again. hasket, sarah, and kev made it down fine. we’re just chillin’ the next couple of days. big new years bash and shit. eh. i dunno. this is formality.
you wanna come and hang out?
christ.
i’ve spent the time since my last post reading livejournals.
somehow it and a rainer maria album i bought a long time ago has put me in some sort of semi-comatose state. i have no desire for anything right now. i’ve even randomly imed people that are on my buddy list that i’ve never talked to. including exgirlfriends.
i really do need to do something creative with my life.
whilst wearing my favorite slippers...
my mom gave me these cool slippers for christmas. i used to hate wearing slippers when i was younger. thinking they were dumb. lest did i realized their coolness. plus, they keep my feet warm. intensity.
i should probably get to bed. got lots to do tomorrow since hasket, sarah, and kevin are finally arriving. tomorrow i also get the new get up kids and river city high as gifts. solid. ...
way to go dad.
ugh. the holidays. what more can i say?
for the time being my christmas presents have given me somewhat of a temporary financial freedom. i have yet to decide on what to do with my new found wealth. i’m sure i’ll make some irresponsible and misguided choice. digital camera? home theatre system? keep it to pay my future bills? something else? who knows. my christmas presents...
things i forget and never tell.
merry christmas to those who celebrate it. much wrapping lies ahead for me. if i do post tomorrow, it will be to brag about all the neat-o shit i got for free.
you know what would freak me out? if somehow, our computer desktops were mirrors. whatever was in front of the monitor was broadcasted on your computer screen. it seems quite possible. just insert a camera into the monitor or...
back and ready to mack.
so. the room is pretty much set up. i spent all day moving shit around and what not. it’s pretty hot. i’m also back on my computer too. quality. now i’ve got to burn who knows how many cds for people, etc. oh well. i’m just happy to be back on my own shit. the room isn’t completley done, but it will be by tomorrow. which happens to be christmas eve. merry...
sex, lies, and video tape.
i watched that movie tonite. it was steven soderbergh’s directorial debut. that’s why i rented it last night. however, there was also sort of an underlying urge[besides the obvious attraction to the title]. when i was about 10, my father and i always used to head down to the local video store on the weekends to rent a video or video game over the weekend. the video store itself is...
call me.
yo. check it: i’m a bad-ass squirrel and a normal teenager all at the same time.
so far today has been one word: shopping. i’ve spent the whole day at garden state plaza[which is neither a garden nor a state…but quite possibly is a plaza] starting and almost finishing my christmas shopping. i really dig the gifts i got peole this year, even though they were a little hard...
$30.12
that’s how much money it took to give me an evening of enjoyment. no, you perverts, it’s not what you think. i took my siblings to cvs today after they got back from school. without any money in my wallet i bought some more mach3 shaving blades and three magazines: the latest issues of esquire, stuff, and spin. more on this later.
tomorrow is a busy day. auto mechanic...
my heart is at it's home.
home, home again
i like to be here when i can
when i come home cold and tired
it’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
-pink floyd
yes. i’m home. for the next month i will try and put my life back on track. i’m determined to do it. i’ve got nothing else left to lose. or do i? probably. now is not the time for philosophy. we’re cleaning the table for...
i need to organize my favorites.
yesterday, i drove 300 miles to see my brother perform and eat dinner at a crappy diner in cape may. goddammit. later today i’m going to study for psych and get my shit back from people around the house. those are my plans. tuesday i take my psych exam and move out.
i just called my credit card company to see what was up with the 3% cash back i was ‘supposed’ to get at the...
wow. i even changed my wallpaper. being bored is...
take the Online BULLSHIT fucktard tests: how good are you in bed test by dr jo0lie
chinese food.
hm. not a whole lot has happened lately. i’ve just been bummin’ around during the day and partying at night. hence the infrequent post. just stoopid college crap has been going on. you know. ha. anyways. tomorrow i’m probably driving down to cape may to see my lil bro perform. as long as my parents call me back. if they don’t, heh, guess i’m not going to...
if only i was atlas.
unsuprisingly, being home brought upon me more unwanted pressures. ugh. too many to even mention them here, even though ‘here’ seems like my only source of compassion. ha. i love irony. so many of us, in this day and age[when we’re insecure with our very rate of breathing even], resort to confiding in a one-dimensional ‘world’ where people who really don’t...
wasting away.
yeah. well. day one of having nothing important to do has lived up to its non-existant potential. i’m gonna try working on the captions later tonite or tomorrow. for the moment, i’m quite bored. someone im me[rockyoursocksnj].
things waiting to get done…
-mail in zbt survey
-pay tuition bill
-laundry
-get dvds back
-get playboy cup back
-burn cd for evan & sarah...
yawn.
a long night of studying is done. the 15-page final paper is handed in and the 10-minute persuasive speech is done. i’m done. the magic word is done. everything is done. including any finals for the next week. goddamn psych. oh well. a week of getting stuff done that i didn’t have time to do before awaits.
http://povo-hat.besmella-quake.com/test/
heh. don’t go there.
today's last.
slowly but surely this advanced speech comm. final paper and speech is becoming non-existant. of course, the key word is slowly. nothing else is happening tonite. i can smell it.
hm. molars just came in and i chose my jersey number[8] and nickname[sherman] on the back.
count it a blessing that you’re such a failure, your second chance might never have come.
-pedro the lion
waiting for the sun.
i’m popping popcorn right now. are you sure you’re not aroused?
kev enjoyed himself this weekend. so did i. i thought things were gonna be beat friday night because we had a party thursday. however, things turned out to be pretty crazy. lpd had to break up parties and what not. yeah. college. saturday we saw ocean’s 11. good fucking movie. and we partied some more...
that foul taste in your mouth.
no more speech class. woohoo. except for the fact that i have a paper and a speech due for the exam period on monday. that’s gonna suck. kev comes down tonite, can’t wait to chillax w/ him.
some girl did a speech on how christianity is radical in class this morning. only if i was one of the designated questioneers[sp?]. i woulda ripped her a new asshole.
i don’t like...
what's next?
writing for the media is officially done. i have nothing to do the rest of the weekend. well, not really, i have to go to speech class tomorrow @ 9. but all i’m gonna do is sit there. tonite we’re having a rush party. so if you read this, you go to rider, you’re a girl, or you’re a guy and interested in zbt, stop on by at 11pm. its a list party. so call x2441 if...
'hey, look who went to class!'
yeah, so what if this morning was my first class of the week. suck it up. i just got back from depositing money into my checking account that is just gonna be taken out in about a couple of days by my credit card company. i love being broke. between now and friday i need to find some madd money. kev is coming down[i’m looking forward to that] and i want to show him a good time. i...
ready to give up.
ever been mentally exhausted? like you have nothing left to give? i feel that way right now. i’ve got projects to do and speeches to write. deadlines to meet. things to organize in my head and then on the virtual plane of my web site. and you know what? you know what i thought i’d never say about all of this?
‘it sucks.’
however. this is life. everyday. every...
same as my make.out.club post.
this is gonna be generic. sorry. i’m lazy. who has our remote?
scanned my ass off today, check out the images folder in my web space: http://about-blank.dreamhost.com/images/
i went to the j-lab early, got some work done, and i’ve pretty much chilled all of today. silva and i went to 7-11 tonite and some little high school punks were loitering, trying to start shit. i got out of...
the oscillating fan is neither a fan nor...
fuck. missing class when you have no good reason to sucks. i even had my homework done the night before and my alarm set. i had one class today. and i missed it. i suppose the 5am bed time doesn’t help. but we were lettering the lamDUHs. congrats boys. welcome to our brotherhood.
i’m gonna, um…go back to sleep i guess.
the moment.
yo. if brooklyn girl opens her fat-ass mouth one more time, i’m gonna punch all of her two teeth out. ha.
last night was like saturday night. i was fucking puzzled. today doesn’t hold much. it sucks that i have class tomorrow. only one though. thank god. what sucks is that i have to do homework for that one class. then i have to write a major speech for that one class. i...
tell me about your first kiss.
heh. it’s taken me a while to start this post.
last night was pretty crazy. i thought it was gonna be boring, but things got interesting pretty quick. once everyone was drunk, crazy shit started happening. supposedly, i fell down the stairs. yeah. i don’t remember that. tons of other stuff happened that i don’t think i can really talk about here. ha. sorry kids. so...