August 2008
It's Gonna Be A Good Year
Or day, but that song is stuck in my head because it rules. Anyway, I’ve finished the rough draft of the script I’ve been working on forever. And then I got some really helpful feedback already so I’m working on draft 2- very excited.
I have to work today but only a short shift with my night open and tomorrow off- sick.
Apparently my laptop has been fixed so I don’t have...
Jerry Seinfeld can go fuck himself.
That’s all.
We Went Dutch Dutch Dutch
I got a date with the waitress girl and it was pretty great. Had a bunch of people over last night and I feel like shit this morning. Lost my keys so I have to ride my bike if I want to go do anything and might not be able to go to work tonight. Met some cool neighbors last night though. My hangover is the cause for these odd throwaway sentences. Thanks to David Redcoat for giving me a bunch of...
I have no brain.
I asked out the waitress by leaving a note because I choked out. If I would have been a man about it I would at least have an answer right now, regardless. I hate my phone.
“Yes, nothing like rooting for a team whose fanbase consists solely of rich, lazy...”
– Drew Magary on USC fans, taken from his “Balls Deep” column today on Deadspin, The Hater’s Guide to the Top 25. (via cajunboy)
Ten years? Try fourteen months. I, for one, am headed toward the “Travis Bickle Period” at an alarming speed.
(via liana)
I’m such a hater. I guess, to follow...
Sunday: warm, boring, half done.
I could be watching 3OH!3 today, press pass in hand, maybe hang out with them after. But no, I’ll be slinging book at Barnes and Noble tonight. And as I dread the closing shift I sit here in this hot apartment not writing and not cleaning and just browsing blogs and listening to Okkervil River. I’m so productive.
“3OH!3”
– I would quote some lyrics but there are too many great ones. Plus I used to live in the 303 and also I love when we get rap out in a good way. A rich skank filled up like a sperm bank. Whiskys on the rocks while your sisters on my mouth. REP REP REP. FUCK YOU AND ROCK FRECKLES.
amandalynferri:
Gold Soundz - Pavement
Favorite...
Sobriety
I don’t want to write and I don’t want to do anything. I pace my apartment and try to distract myself until I’m too low to even do that. Dishes in the sink and bottles along the floor like landmines. I come home at 4 or 5 in the morning everyday and sleep till it’s dark again and repeat. Please please please.