dirtyground

my dad grew up in london, and its his 50th birthday today. i grew up in Oxford about 35 miles southwest and have family and friends there and in London. so if you're thinking i'm posting this for less than personal reasons, fuck you, and fuck you too.

if you want up to the minute reports about it go to http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/news/
they have an emergency...
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breakfast at tiffanys makes me so happy.

that makes me sound so gay, but i really love this movie. reminds me of me.

funny to think how i based my whole persona around it. to think... a few years ago i was a mere Edward Dymoke. and now, after careful consideration, i'm Ned Hepburn. while this city has me on my toes and makes me...
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i hate these kinda of days. i've been so fucking depressed lately.

fucking room-mate. fucking security deposit. fucking arguements. fucking no-one hiring me. fucking lame parties. fucking dj booking being all out of whack. fucking everything falling through.

i am becoming one bitter cunt the longer i stay in this town.

going to be living by myself next year. i'm looking forward to that. anyone...
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i'm wicked pissed. my security deposit has been/is being eaten up. does anyone know my tenants rights? anyone here a lawyer / can tell what i can and cannot do?

i got a job working one day a week at Una Mae's. the owner likes me and doesnt want to work Sundays so i guess thats my job now.

woke up in hendzelm's ladyfriends...
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* DUDE GUESS WHO I RAN INTO TODAY? THIS DUDE. isn't that awesome? he was all walking around Michigan Ave in his blue question mark suit looking all pissed off for whatever reason. it was so cool. i bet he was tripping balls or something. you'd have to be to wear that fucking suit.

* its time to quit smoking. for real. i dunno....
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ladies aaaand gentlemen... my very own MP3 BLOG!

MAI68

i'll update it very frequently with songs i like and/or think people need to hear, so bookmark that shit. and spread the word too!

♥n

p.s: its french for 'May of 1968', the student revolution etc etc. yeah i know, i'm a completely eurotrash mod kid.

5th time in a month. if you know me, you know what i'm talking about. so all i'm saying is: no more. i'm not going back. you can only push me so much before i have to leave. i wish her the best, i mean it. now im going to go back to listening to Patsy Cline and drinking gin&tonics. i dont know how much...
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5pmL and again, single.

je ne regrette rien.

6pm: back.. together... sort of.

so last night i did a lot of thinking. san jose's a lot of unanswered questions... a lot of doors i left open when i left that i never thought about closing. so the other night was basically me being scared of these open doors and then chilling out and figuring out that they'd closed on their own.

a few times i've been around that...
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