Family Christmas Party Survival kit

8th of excellent weed from private stash
Handful of assorted downers
1 fifth of Wild Turkey 101 if the other two things don't work.

This should be an interesting time.


Fuck, I hate holidays

My aunt Bridget died earlier this week. My mother and father left for Florida this morning. She was 43. Part of me is sad that I lost an aunt, but I'm mostly sad at the fact that I never truly developed a relationship with her so I feel like I'm not really missing much. That's kinda messed up, isn't it?

I keep making down payments on a ring. I can't believe I've finally reached this point in my life with another person. I'm going to wait until I have it paid off before I officially propose. If you had asked me at 18 years old, if I could see myself getting married to a girl I had pretty much loved since I first met her, I would've said you're fucking crazy, and she would never go for a complete loser like me. I'm here to say that complete losers do get the girl of their dreams. Sometimes it just takes some time. I guess that comes with growing up.

The other day, we were sitting on the couch watching tv, and Jack jumped up and laid down right next to Jenny. I laughed and said, "I love our family". I'm not entirely sure, but I think she snuggled closer, and smiled this content smile.

I'm pretty drunk right now, but that makes everything even better.

Ok, back to tv.

this was taken at the last Jules Verne show at the Underground. I'm pretty sure i was near the bottom of this.

PILE THE FUCK ON.

I cut a lot of shit loose in my life when I started dating jenny. I got back into the hardcore scene full force, I kicked a hella xanax habit. I started letting everyone know how much they mattered, and generally became a better person to be around.

I heard this song for the first time today, and I'm digging this band.

Did you hear the '59 Sound coming through on Grandmama's radio?
Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls?
Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over?
Did you hear your favorite song one last time?

I'm gonna zip on my party suit and show y'all something:
there ain't no such thing as strumpin' for nothing
you can fly with us or hang on to the walls
but the devil's takin' names when the last curtain falls


It's a beautiful day, and I rode my bike all over town.

I'm still broke as shit, but i've come to terms with that.


I'm trying to sell some sneakers. I don't want to dick around with NSB, and I'm kinda lazy with e-bay. I need to get them up asap. I've also weeded out a bunch of t-shirts I'm pretty sure i can get some cash for. Mostly old band shirts, some street waaarez.


I was at a party the other day, and one of the girls there said I was young for my age. I thought about that for most of the day. She's right. I'm perpetually 15 in my head. I may have grown-up issues: job, car payment, credit card debt, but I'm still all about cartoons, my bike, skateboarding, comic books, and thrashing out at house parties featuring some excellent local music.

Jenny (on the phone): man im pooped, im going to go to bed... sweet dreams.. im sure ill see you in mine


I'm so fucking happy right now.


oh man, she's amazing.