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asshole supremo

6-24-'xx: 9:04pm

i am the biggest asshole alive! so....i have this dream about remembering mike's piano recital, and he's going to come over and give me directions...he ended up leaving and then wyatt ended up appearing out of nowhere...et cetera, and onward. but anyway, so what's the first thing i think when i wake up? "shit...YESTERDAY was friday, the 23rd." that's right...mike's piano solo. what an asshole i am, i COMPLETELY forgot. these things happen, i know, but why couldn't it have been me forgetting to turn the light off or something...something not important? geez.

ahhhhh....sweet MTX. revenge is sweet and so are you. i forgot how INCREDIBLE this album is. still #1 in my book.

anyway, so ben asked me to contribute poetry to his site today. and it's funny, because i was just thinking about it last night. because i wanted to contribute to his site, but i only wanted to if he asked me. why? because i thought about it...and if i said "hey, i'll contribute to your site" and he said "sure", it would make me feel like he was doing me a favor or something. but if he ASKS me, it's like he really appreciates my stuff and actually wants to put it up, so i don't feel this rabid need to make it up to him somehow, or that feeling that he's just doing it to be nice. the cool thing is, though, that i didn't have to think about it very long. i swear, that boy can read my mind.

i want to go rent more videos, but i have no $$$$$. and hastings hasn't called me back. damnit. no $$$$ sucks.

anyway. it's way too hot in here. maybe i'll just pop in velvet goldmine or something. i mean...you can't argue with a classic. summer '99, to the MAX!

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