Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Oh I forgot to say

I have moved to http://livejournal.com/users/n_awesome Not because I am a goddamn sellout, but because you are a goddamn sellout. Sorry to be so confrontational about it.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005


I like to watch movies where dudes kiss, but only when it's cute dudes, not nasty or muscly dudes.

Friday, August 12, 2005

There is also a brass section

Today I wrote a song. It goes something like this:

Floppy disks
Floppy disks
Fuck 'em!

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Oh yeah and this too.

I went to my career advisor, and she asked why I was here. I said, "Because my parents want me to get a job." She got mad, because apparently everyone who comes in there just asks for a job, and she seems to think that's not why she's there. We ended up having a 45-minute long meeting, during which she ended every point she made with "If you even really care about this," "If you're ever interested in putting in the effort," or "Maybe sometime in the future, when you're motivated..." Ha. When I'm motivated.

I'm a creative waterfall seeting with salmon of emotion

I am trying to work on a musical now, but all I can think about is the fact that I made pancakes this morning. So I wrote a song about Tang. Now Tang is a very important theme in the musical, because I can't bring myself to admit that it may not have been a golden idea. Because it was golden. Who writes about Tang? And maybe we could have that monkey in it. Okay, he's cast. Anyone else? You can write your own libretto!

Thursday, July 21, 2005

I'm a wily polecat

Today I went to the Career Center and made an appointment to find out that I will never be able to get a job because I have a complete lack of respect for authority. So shove it, you butt.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005


I am at Dave Martinez's house and we are writing the screenplay that will make us famous.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Apology #1

I hereby apologize for my last post. It was uncalled for, except for the one dude who wanted more crapping. But I even apologize to that one dude. Not to make excuses, but I'd been drinking for three months and that was the first moment I could lucidly understand the concept of "sentence." So I'm sorry, okay? This is what fame can do.