Cleaning...

So Charles, Byron, and I went to Arizona to visit Jeremy this weekend. Pretty much sucked but not for the obvious reasons. I wish I could've relaxed.

Sunday was the 33rd anniversay of Roe v. Wade. Bush decided to proclaim it "National Sanctity of Life Day", saying: "I call upon all Americans to recognize this day with appropriate ceremonies and to reaffirm our commitment to respecting and defending the life and dignity of every human being." Get Your War On makes me love them even more when they address this.

I Love It.

Looooooooove it.

Fran's a Perv....

ha. Here are the pictures he took from Garrett's party using my camera. He was trying really badly to get a picture of that chick's tits so lets all give him a hand for getting some nipple in there. Also, he is master of red-eye shots.

so...mmm...

Garrett had a party. It was fairly fun. I ate shit twice in a row. There was a lot of "teh gay" present and they drank all of my liquor. Hot tubs are good.

Everything else right now is wacky. The world is making me very aprehensive but my mania won't even let me feel it.

Sushi tonight. Or Not.

Why don't I live in Sweden? Anyone?

Jens Lekman - Kullaberg

if you forget how to feel, reach inside your chest....

Becky and I had this whole day drinking thing going yesterday and it was rad. Margarita Monday, Japanese beer with dinner and then we randomly picked up some of this wine(the cabernet), which was surprisingly really good. It was kind of her last hurrah before school starts. I remain unconcerned about such things since I have no car and thus no school. Untz. I love cave, cavey cave cave.

"happy new year...the world just keeps turning"

2005 was the devil. I really want 2006 to not be so maniacal but we'll see I suppose. It seems like its one of those huge transition times, not just for me, but for almost everyone I know. There are a lot of decisions to come to right now. The older I get, the less of an adult I want to be. My childhood was fucking retardedly bad, I grew up weirdly quickly and had this pseudo-adult life as a teenager and now here I am having already decided at some point that I'm an adult but feeling like I missed out incredibly on being a child and feeling just stuck between them. At least I'm still on the manic side of things so none of this is bumming me out too horribly. If I one day run away to outer mongolia to live in a yurt however, don't be surprised.