July 2003
i've been crying a lot, lately.
belmar beach made me realize how superficial a lot of new jersey is. i hope they all enjoyed my white, fat, hairy body. haha. i actually got more tan than ang. that bugged her. heh. someone in stafford owes me some serious ass for saving theirs, getting their shit to their show and getting mike’s van back to tom’s. i rule, by the way. the show was fun. no one was there, but...
you're my sworn enemy.
quality weekend. bought new balances @ the palisades center. walked off a big breakfast. legally blonde 2 is a bad movie. don’t see it. in fact, find the person who made it and slap them. today, slain july played a tight set @ the continental. didn’t get to say goodbye to dan. oh well. i have a job this week. sucky because i’m waking up at 7am. goody because...
invitation to understanding.
they paid me! it was totally unexpected and totally appreciated. i didn’t want to take it at first because i know the band needs money for new merch and stuff. but, considering there is $10.41 in my checking account, i gladly accepted it. i suppose tonight marks the first time i’ve ever gotten money for any of my design/photography/web work. it feels good.
my hair looks funky,...
heaven and a gun.
some of these are the last of any 35mm film getting developed for a while. when i’m not with ms. decicco, or the guys from stafford, i’m with bill/laura/jill. church softball is dirty. stafford tomorrow. “uphill studios” wednesday. stafford friday. palisades center saturday. slain july @ the continental in nyc sunday. repeat.
when you look through...
logic breaking substance.
yeah. that’s right. i got 60 exposures developed today. some from ed’s 21st and most from this past weekend. for some reason my brain is retarded and i only think these 9 make the “cut.” there are a bunch more still in my camera. they’ll go up here whenever they get out of my camera. speaking of, that shit is getting too expensive. as much as i...
i read more maps than books.
later on, we blew up a sex doll using a quater-stick of dynamite.
entry #420 [this is]: i’m drug-free, motherfuckers.
above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life. proverbs 4:23