i have three more electrocution fests. the shits not that bad i guess. theres a SUPER hot girl that is usually in there so i have something to check out while i have my hand dipped in wax.

im seeing another best friend for the first time in nearly a year saturday. i had to book his band (that i started with him) to play my old house to get him up here. oh well, whatever gets him up here, right?

my female roommate still sucks. so do the customers at my work.

so i had physical fucking therapy today. i had two different sets of electrodes attached to my hand, and i have to play with putty three times a day. i love life.

so i sprained my hand at work. what this means is that i didnt hurt it enough to warrant a cast, time off, decent drugs, or anything like that. what it means is that my hand is fucked up enough to make doing my job a pain in the ass, and i was given dumb anti inflammatory pills that a) dont get me high and b) dont make my hand feel any better. fucking sweet right? oh yeah...on top of all that, i get to fucking wear a shitty brace to bed. i have to go to physical therapy too. what a fucking world.

we had a total of one (1) group of trick or treaters last night. the night wasnt a total loss. we smoked a bunch of weed and my boys wife made pumpkin pie.

scream 2 is the worst fucking movie ever.

current 93 and om on friday. thinking about it. it might be a nice way to unwind after physical therapy...bwahhaha.

so i sprained my hand at work. what this means is that i didnt hurt it enough to warrant a cast, time off, decent drugs, or anything like that. what it means is that my hand is fucked up enough to make doing my job a pain in the ass, and i was given dumb anti inflammatory pills that a) dont get me high and b) dont make my hand feel any better. fucking sweet right? oh yeah...on top of all that, i get to fucking wear a shitty brace to bed. i have to go to physical therapy too. what a fucking world.

we had a total of one (1) group of trick or treaters last night. the night wasnt a total loss. we smoked a bunch of weed and my boys wife made pumpkin pie.

scream 2 is the worst fucking movie ever.

current 93 and om on friday. thinking about it. it might be a nice way to unwind after physical therapy...bwahhaha.

so i just found out a good friend of mine in orange county pulled over on the side of the freeway to help someone and was hit by a car. the dude just peaced out and he has lost one leg below the knee and they are fighting to save the other one. i am so fucking bummed and disgusted. this dude is one of the best dudes ever and this is what happens. my friend austin said it best when he said "this is proof that there is no god".

on a lighter note, ive been playing great halloween records all day. christian death, danzig, misfits, samhain, old mans child, etc. halloween is great excuse to pull out dark as fuck records.

tomorrow im getting high as shit and hanging the candy bowl down from a friends second story window and making those fucking kids work for it. good times.

this was the longest week of work ever. next weeks even worse i guess.

i managed to fully infuriate my roommate to the point of no longer speaking to me. i am awesome.

time to get fucked up.

today i got off work and shot down to the nitecap for a few, and the 75 year old lady that works in my department came in. she was so shot that she didnt clearly recognize me/remember who i was, but kept giving me sketchy looks from across the bar. she looked like satan, it was fucking scary.

i get to be at work for 12 hours tomorrow. fucking kill me. i hate the holidays.

anyone going to the free against me show at amoeba on thurs? prolly not, but its worth a shot i guess.

how about at the rickshaw stop friday? ill be the guy drinking all of the holy kiss' free booze.

wait...no one will be at either of these events, but ill bet youll all be hosing your shorts at the "burlesque" show. if that thing sets you back more than $5, youre all a bunch of suckers.

panic! at the disco is awesome. even though its embarassing to listen to this sort of stuff because im out of high school and i dont have a vagina, i cant help it. its good.

so my roommate never made it past being a late high school aged girl in the late 90s. she constantly listens to fiona apple, the beach soundtrack, tori amos, and a bunch of other unbearable shit at ridiculously loud volumes at all times. if i put on circle of dead children in my room it still wouldnt drown out the constant dawsons creek soundtrack that permeates through our house. i am going to fucking kill myself.

not to mention, i think shes a little butt hurt because she had some dude come over friday and he didnt make any sort of move on her at all. i kept telling her that the dude had to be gay, and she despite how "tough" and "sleazy" and "sketchy" she claims she is, i dont quite think she has the tough exterior that she fronts like she has.

look forward to more updates on how much i annoy this girl. should be awesome.

new pic. i look like a pussy.

i finally got my mastodon "leviathan" lp art poster. the dude that lived in my room before me used to have "fantasy weapons" hanging on the wall. i have no idea exactly what "fantasy weapons" are, but im sure someone on this site does. anyway, when he took these things down, they took off parts of the wall. theres fucking huge chunks of paint and drywall that arent there. its fucking creepy. i mean, its not as creepy as living in the storage closet at tehama was, but still. i need to get that shit covered. i have a bunch of other sick shit allegedly arriving from ebay, but we all know how that goes.

"get the jelly twat".