Life...
Life is very much like and ice cream cone. It is delicious and sweet and can some times hurt like a bitch. There are some unfortunate few who lick their and it falls into the gutter shortly there after; and their are some who savor it slowly, lick by lick. Sometimes, we don't always get the flavors we truly desire or can afford more than one scoop. But, it is still a wonderful thing and should be enjoyed to it's fullest; down to the very last melted drop.

Well, we're all moved in. which sucked so much ass. And I'm finally onine, just in time to see, i missed the Comet get together. which is kinda funny cause i was there 4 days before that getting an early celebration on the last year of my twenties. There was booze and tomato soup and ho-ho cake. God likes me.

Well, just about done moving to a decent 1 brm apt, w/ my lady...on the 3 floor. my veals are killing me. I feel ike they got worked on my a singapore prison guard.

Went and saw the HUSH SOUND play at the Eagles Ballroom. They rocked as always, but the venue did not. Th sound quality sucked sooo much ass, not to include the sea of teenie-bopper hipsters there to see panic at the disco . But, all in all, it was cool seeing Greta. We go to hang with the band on their bus after the show w/ the dudes from Phantom Planet (who are also nice) albeit I'm am not a fan of the O.C. so, eh. We topped the evening off with shakes and pizza from "The Shuttle".

Ummm..Yeah. Word to the wise for all of you space cats and kittens. If you go to an Indie bookstore and they don't have want you want, don't tell the person who works there;"I guess I'll have to go to Amazon or Barnes & Noble.", just do it. Hey, I can understand you gotta do, what you gotta do; but it comes across as pretenious and doochey, when you say stuff like that. Especillay when it's said as if I'm going to magically pull your precious second edition Necronomicon, traslated into Hebrew outta my ass, like, "Oh, wait, do go. I totally forgot I was saving this in my ass for such an occasion."
Oh, and another thing, don't get mad at us when we don't have some precious little book that you wanted to get for your Mom, 30 min. before you have to pick her up from the airport. Your procrastenating ass should have put a little of fore thouhgt into it. Liek your Mom called from the pane telling you, she was on her way. out of the blue, and she really wants to read a papper back of the joy luck club; but, only the version with the magical dumpling on the cover. Cause it's like My mom always told me, "Piss poor planing on your half, Does Not nessecitate an emergency on mine."
We as a society are so impatient, with are instant noodle lives. Fuck, even instant noodles are too slow. Fuck.

It's finally warming up here in Brew City, cept for today. But, I got to Judge a contest where the Kids made costume for teddy bears as their favorite kids book charcter. some of them rocked, some not. Also, I've been studying and practicing my russian with hopes of becoming a civilian translator. (which, btw, is very different than the kind of translating I used to do for uncle sam. Yeah, i can talk about the military industrial complex til my face is blue, but i can't tell you how to make a sandwich. Funny) now, I'm going to go drink martini's and eat ethiopian food. Ciao

Why can't Milwaukee have steady weather. It's pratically May and there is still a possibility of snow. I'm a little tired of being cold. I just know that this summer is gonna rock my socks. Road trips, Lalapalooza, getting remarried, telling off bitch ass mom-in-law for good.

Twas brilling and the slithey toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the burroughgroves
and the momeraths outgrabe.

i once killed a man
he stunk of vodka and bread
foreign snow, stained red.

Finally, all this ester jive with the whif and her fam. is over and done. It's not like i don't like the in-laws, it's just Ih ave to be on extra-special good behavior, which, kinda' isn't my thing. But, everything with off without a hitch, and everybody's happy <Yaaayy!!> Now, I can go back to swearing and smoking cigarettes, and talking about friends being in love with strippers and what nots.