sonofapunk

FUNFACT: Dreams come true.

I got a temporary-leading-into-other-not-so-temporary job in the field of my dreams! Thanks to the lovely Kara I got a job as a PA with a big budget company! Movies! About fucking time! I've been dreaming of this forever, and now I'm going to be making a FAT fucking wad of cash for a few days work. Three grand, with 4 meals a day, for 10 days of work. Hey, it's a low start, but lots of money, and it's with movies, so it's a dream come true.

Me and Jax are okay again enough to talk. Happy.

So much unnecessary drama with friends' bi-polar parents. Accusing me of drugging my friends and getting them home and tucking them into bed. Fuck. Unnecessary. And mean.

I'm too intoxicated to type much.

Things are good. They are.

I got to stop throwing parties.

I know too many girls for my own good.

This week. I VOW to take it fucking easy until my custom Chuck Taylors hit my doorstep.

Jam sessions. My new band fucking slays. Seriously. I'm gonna see what I can do to record some shit and get it up on the net. We're not trying to be famous or anything. Just trying to really play what we like to entertain ourselves and some friends. But it's really catchy shit. Shit goddamn.

I'm gonna go now. Jux one out something hardcore.

Christoph: "Eat the dildo!"
Anthony: "I going to smoke fucking your asshole!"

Aaaaahhh... My punk friends from other countries where English is their 3rd or 4th language fucking rock.

The end. Sleep now. Take care lovelies. Sweet dreams.