curbdrop out of grace

death to smoochy. long live smoochy.

chambers is the only person i know who has more computers than he has testicles.

apparently now we're not going to vegas, until later in the year at least. which is ok by me as i wanted to go when prasad, keith, johnny, billy, and gorman (or at least two of the four) could go.

i don't think there's anything prettier than a dying cigarette laying in a bed of snow.

you know i'm 100% american. born and raised, and lived. and like most american things, i have fallen apart over the years. my advice, whenever you can, by imports.

i wrote a guitar lick the other day that reminds me of something sonic youth would have written. kurt would be proud.

i was watching the surreal life 2 tonite. i don't typically watch these types of shows, but this show was pretty funny. mini me had this altercation with china, who is a major man-beast-bitch. mini me then got wasted and was riding around in his little scooter naked. he went into a corner in their shared house and while still sitting on the scooter, began pissing in the corner. yeah i'm definitely going to watch the next episode.

probably not though.

why is it that whenever someone says they are surfing the net or looking up something online, the other person always automatically makes a comment about looking up porn? i just made such a comment. i am just like everybody else. that reminds me of the best pumpkins song: muzzle.
"i fear that i am ordinary just like everyone... for every thing i've every said and every thing i've ever done is gone, and dead. as all things must surely have to end. and great loves must surely have to fall. i fear that i am made for this world."

posted by fillshe @ 10:55 PM