Saturday, March 29, 2003
.... I'm sorry, did you just say something?
Friday, March 28, 2003
wha?
Wednesday, March 26, 2003
zzz...
Monday, March 24, 2003
Sunday, March 23, 2003
Am I really expected to wear blazers when I go out at night? Is that what grown-ups do? Isn't it enough that I tuck in my shirt?
I would never have thought that the United States of America would have something called "The Department of Homeland Security." We're about five months away from a Ministry of Information and a Ministry of Truth.
If my dog could talk, this is what he would persist to me during our frequent stops on our walks: "This thing is the best thing ever since three feet ago!"
To which I would, of course, respond: "Jesus fuckin' Christ!", which I do even now without his miracle of speech.
Police Brutality Glorification is my new favorite film genre.
The good and bad of living alone: My apartment is officially a pants-free zone! But I have no one to show off to. And then I just become the crazy boy that insists on answering the door without any pants.
There's a Dashboard Confessional song called "Screaming Infidelities" with the refrain "Your hair is everywhere." When he sings it, it's about a girl, but when I sing it, it's about my dog.
A: That's sweet of you!
B: Well, I'm lying!
BigSleep666: Elevating Cliché to an Artform!
I would never have thought that the United States of America would have something called "The Department of Homeland Security." We're about five months away from a Ministry of Information and a Ministry of Truth.
If my dog could talk, this is what he would persist to me during our frequent stops on our walks: "This thing is the best thing ever since three feet ago!"
To which I would, of course, respond: "Jesus fuckin' Christ!", which I do even now without his miracle of speech.
Police Brutality Glorification is my new favorite film genre.
The good and bad of living alone: My apartment is officially a pants-free zone! But I have no one to show off to. And then I just become the crazy boy that insists on answering the door without any pants.
There's a Dashboard Confessional song called "Screaming Infidelities" with the refrain "Your hair is everywhere." When he sings it, it's about a girl, but when I sing it, it's about my dog.
A: That's sweet of you!
B: Well, I'm lying!
BigSleep666: Elevating Cliché to an Artform!
