krispix

I went with my good friend Heather to a book signing. Billy Corgan aka Smashing Pumpkins (he should get his name legally changed to that.. seriously, Smashing Pumpkins was Billy Corgan.) put out a new book of poetry. He's a lot smaller in person. A nice guy, but by the time it was our turn in line, he was no longer personalizing the books or taking pictures with people.

I've burnt myself out again. I'm a bit worried over money, or where it's coming from more specifically. It's hard to have a hobby when every cent you have goes to gas money and paying back your parents. Hi, I'm 21 and I still live with my parents because I've got a few hundred bucks over two grand left to pay off on my piece of shit car, and a fifteen hundred dollar college bill to pay back to my grandma. Someone needs to win the powerball (it ain't gonna be me, can't afford a friggin' lottery ticket).

I'd also like to find someone to be with in a serious manner since what I have never seems to get serious, no matter how much I want it to. Fooling myself into thinking "well, maybe..." is really messing me up. It pisses him off and it pisses me off because I'm that much of a moron. I just wish someone (who is also more my age and not.. uh.. 40) would find me, think I'm spankin' amazing, and persue me. This internet stuff is just weird to me, even though I've been meeting friends over it for years and years. well, anyway..

on a completely different side of things, happy birthday, Dave.