beastie_boy

After reading that last entry, I charge myself with excessive use of the word "rock." I've decided to never edit my journal entries, cuz that's for pussies. So now that excessive use of the word rock is there for all time for future generations to see and mock. And to those future generations I have this to say: come get me in your time machine.

You're so rad more rad than my dad, if you were a fabric you'd be plaid. Everbody knows plaid is so rad, I think about you and I go mad. You're so rad you really spark my nads, some say you're good but I know you're bad. If you go I'll be sad, stop the presses run an ad. If there were three of you...
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Wow. Life it too fucking weird sometimes.

So this weekend, I hung out with Bettie, who I met through this site. I was looking at her journal and who her friends were, and I came upon THIS guy, who it turns out I actually know in real life.

I'll leave out real names to protect the innocent.

Ok I'm gonna go eat dinner...
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On my way to hang out with Bettie.

Should be interesting.

Rock. I fixed the picture.

OK so I just set this thing up. Yea gods look at that picture. I look all weird. I'll have to fix that.

I've never had a journal before. I wonder if anyone'll read this. Although, I suppose that sort've defeats the purpose of a journal, no? Perhaps I'm overthinking this too much.

I talked to my mom today. She said that everyone back in...
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