Thursday, December 4, 2008

hi valentine

i need to go to someone to get my ears cleaned, i just feel a back up of gooeyness in there that a q-tip wont erase.

I spent thanksgiving in the apt, it was my choice so i cant really say i was bummed. althouth the room did seem more quiet than usual when im normally in it by myself. I had a bowl of Grape nuts, and it settled my stomach good enough chyall.

reading has never really caught my attention, maybe cause all the books i had to read they werent my decision to read. I wish all the bands i like would write books. I just get so indulged in reading their blogs or lyrics. Im probably just not searching for the right books, i know theirs buttloads of stories out there that would hook line and sink me. All the books i love now, i never thought existed years before...just waiting for another love to fall into my hands.

The other night on a whim we saw a bottle of malibu rum and decided to buy some for the fuck of it. We were all set buying shitty ass yummy cereal knowing we'd be hungry after a few drinks and min.
Things went well, we're both lightweights like a feather. Took shots then just started drinking straight from the bottle, next thing you know the bottle is as light as we are and theres nothing left to drink....i Was feeling it

We did the usual and walked aruond town, sung some songs at the top of our lungs in the van with the guitar..some gogol bordello HEY!

Decided to go back and drink a little more or whatever was left...watched Tropic thunder for a bit since it was on the television from when we left it.

THen started talking about what if we got sick, ehh...our minds kinda took over, i felt bad for jade...she had her head to the toilet all night and into the next afternoon. I guess i lucked out, since there was barely anything in my stomach. or who knows..

i wanna see that movie milk, and just saw a comercial for that frost/nixon movie, i know they're only gonna be playing at the MANNNNNnnnNN theatre since krikorian has a buttplug up their ass on premiering any rad independent movies i guess. But i dig that theatre.

shit im waiting on these god damn plumbers to get back, i was gonna go run around town but i feel sketchy leaving and having them in here especially with all our band equipment just laying there.

so work is...eh alright, its just boring there still, and its a toystore for douche sake...i dont know, im looking around, mail man would be dope.


anyway, the plumbing fellas just vacated, so its time for me to do so.

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