soeffinhappy

I'm going on vacation so if you have anything pressing that needs to be said to me, you better say it now.

Someone decided to dig around in my brain and stir up all the old memories. Now I have lots of shit floating around in my brain. Gross. Give it a day or so and it will settle down.

I have a date. At Ortliebs. Oh yeah, I'm a playa.

Me want SNU SNU!!!!

So Jessi is dead. Mortally wounded on 4th and South by some careless drunk driver who then ran off. I did have a chance to say goodbye but wasn't able to have the proper viking style funeral pyre that I planned.

She was a good car, I'll miss her.

PS Anyone who has a car for sale in the Philly area contact me.

Drunken flirtations with bartenders and lesbians result in nothing but getting drunk and eating pizza alone at 1:39 in the morning.

Look for Sutter Cane in this week's City Paper.

I feel like cold molassas or old motor oil. I'm thick and slow and cheerless. I want to flop on the couch or floor and whine like a two year old. I don't think even Reel Big Fish could cheer me up. I'm so selfish, I've started every sentence in this journal entry with I.

Little updates are good. They keep you guessing. What's he gonna say next? I dunno man!!!!! Could be ANYTHING!!!!


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Fucked up dreams about fucked up people. Why else would I be updating at 4:30 in the morning? Hope you guys are sleeping well.