Im just going to say the hell with it. I'm the worlds greatest driver.

My brother and I had an argument kind of like of this:

Him: The worlds greatest driver wouldn't wreck his car
Me: No, but he would save a family of 3 and at the same time leave his car salvageable after what could of been a fatal car wreck (they had a 4 year old in the back seat)
Him: I've never looked at it like that.
Me; Of course not.

so, there you, world's greatest driver....

So, in an attempt to avoid a crash at 50 or so, I swerved out of the way of the other car (who braked hard on the freeway) and smashed right into the railing..... fuck my life.

Last weekend was that TBS concert, this weekend though is Dublin

despite that stage dive, at the taking back sunday concert, where I landed right on my back, I feel fucking awesome.

2 sit ups shy of getting a PT Badge.... Goddamiit!

I really need to get back to my writing... to much drinking and bullshitting

well, last day of my vacation just started

huh... friday the 13th.... shit

need to get to the gym

made it back from London and damn was it expensive. I don't think I've ever seen my spendings account at $0.99 ever before.