C L I E N T O F T H E I N C U B A T O R

man, i really know how to handle my feelings. they say it's hard to do- and it is. bummer bummer bummer. "one time there was this groovy band and they had some groovy chicks and a lot of times it was groovy, but sometimes- it was a bummer!" oh boy. i love it how even when a video store puts up sign suggesting a downsizing and/or lull in business some assholes still demand multiple discounts- bullshit! had a ball tonight with patty cake, st. him day, p quizzle- we visited my dad who got me some new kicks (ha, just because my primary pair has a busted toe, then roasted many a bowl and watched the golden oldie slayer highlights. now, i'ma eat some spicy fries. jayhawk cafe- what?
























if you don't know what that picture is about,
Ryugyong Hotel

that bass is a violin dude

despite the fact that my already puny weekend has been sacrificed to the dreaded weekend course, the class ain't bad. actually learning quite a bit about african-american cinema, aaaand, the one paper that was originally assigned for the class has been tossed out! fuckin' swish. no backboards. in other news- the show last night went splendidly minus poking my fucking eye out with my drumstick...POINTLESS ACT! but yeah, spirits were warmed with various metals and other riffage and i felt really confident about both sets- shit was on.
paul mccartney show
mostly mega white jiggle
dog gone girl is mine

P R E T T Y W A S T E F U L

so here i am jumping on the blog-wagon and it sure is taking a while to set up providing me with plenty-o procrastinatin' material. my day has gone as far as this blog, but it started out so strong- got up quickly, hopped in n' outta the shower getting ready for my big day of apparently this, bong rippage and my newly-returned slayer dvd. HOW LONG WILL YOU LAST IN THIS FROZEN WATER BURIAL?!