i will turn your tide.

and so the abstract motor gives in.

things i wouldn't normally do.

vegas sure was nice.

i'd save you a seat on the bus.

i'd take you out to happy hour.

i'd pull out a chair for you at dinner.

i'd let you cling to my back when your feet have blisters.

i'd open a revolving door for you.

i'd wait for you to show up late.

i'd share my butter when your toast is bland.

i'd hold your hand when your wrist has given up.

note to self: emotionally shit on. thanks a lot karma beach.

the only things i ever want to do in life are

1.) touch the end of the universe and

2.) breathe underwater.

and since i don't have the money necessary, i'll just not and say i did.

and when a woman gives you a set amount of time, tell her to fuck off.

what do they put in the water over there..

free soul

great jam session yesterday everybody. 6 peoples sound crazy.

bazan & gibbard

legendary.

this is my second day of blogging. it gets more interesting as i become more involved.

scrubbing elaine's feet right now. she just gave herself a spa pedicure and can't reach the bottoms of her feet.

saw something weird on TV. a movie called "black sheep." it was on the thriller channel and i caught the end of the movie. the scene was this half eaten looking guy, probably a zombie, who was walking naked towards a herd of sheep. a sheep then bit his penis off, and then a bunch of them ate him up. they had this evil look in their eyes, probably made them psycho. this produced sheep flatulency, which led a human survivor to ignite his zippo lighter and throw it at a sheep's rectum. the herd of sheep exploded.

enjoy the video

THE SHIT.

I am too excited to use this blog thing.