February 2012
3 posts
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Today is one of those “you’re a complete and utter unoriginal cunt” kind of days. You know the type, those, “Dear god, why did I have to be made a woman?” days. Because women are fucking stupid.
January 2012
3 posts
Dear weather, I appreciate that today is the sixth consecutive day out of the week which has been beautiful, albeit unseasonably warm. However- and not to sound ungrateful, is there anyway it would be possible to please bring it down eight to ten degrees? If not, I understand, what with this being California and all. Best regards, Hoo
December 2011
2 posts
November 2011
4 posts
Today is one of those days when you know your manager wants you to come in to take some tests for promotion, yet he never told you when exactly to come so you call when the store opens and someone else tells you he was looking for you an hour ago, so they run and find him, he says, “Come in now! Prepared! In uniform!” So you scramble to wash your dirty-ass hair, spot clean your...
Today is one of those days when you go to work expecting to get off early but instead are tortured by a full six hours of boredom. By the time you get home to do all the awesome things you were expecting to accomplish, you are overwhelmed by the incessant need to do nothing but drink cheap gin on Nic’s couch while furiously chain smoking cigarettes. However, Nic is busy building metal bongs,...
October 2011
1 post
September 2011
1 post
Today is one of those days when you wake up and do nothing for a while, go to work and work for a while, come home and do nothing for a while, and then go to sleep.
No other way to articulate it, there’s nothing else to say.
August 2011
17 posts
I’m cutting off all my hair.
Time to move on and feel new again.
Today is one of those days you’d normally dread, but knowing that no possible good will come from it whatsoever, you’re just kind of annoyed by its existence.
How many more days before I can go on my self-destructive bender in San Francisco? God knows being heartbroken while getting embarrassingly drunk is the only thing I’m good at.
Oftentimes I look at this blog and think, “Why the fuck do I post this shit on the internet?”
July 2011
15 posts
“The things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meannes, egotism, and self-interest are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.”
-Doc. Cannery Row.
I prefer to be naked or at least topless as often as possible.
Love you, California!
I had to stop following Nevver because I’m sick of having to scroll through pages and pages of tits and bullshit to see what other people are up to.
Stopspendingsomuchtimeontheinternet.com/Nevver.html
What up?
Today is one of those days when you wake up at 1:30 and really want to go back to sleep, but instead you sit and stare at the internet bleary-eyed and lethargic for close to an hour. Then you really want to start drinking gin, but the whole problem with not having eaten or gotten dressed and having to go to work comes up.
Holy shit. Tomorrow is installation day for the Chain Letter show. This means I have to be up and at ‘em in four hours and fifty-five minutes and I haven’t even yet smoked my preliminary cigarette. I have my cover labels cut, my directions written out, the shibble tree tumblr prepared. That’s it. I’m at a loss for direction. Jesus H. Christ on his crooked crutch. I still...
June 2011
21 posts
T-minus five days until the resurrection of Warparade.
