revenge of the fallen.

what an awesome fun movie. fuck the critics, don't take yourself so seriously, it was awesome. i wish soundwave was in it more, but whatevs.


i realized i feel bad for the same way i feel bad for my sister. you do lots of stupid shit and say lots of stupid shit and bring lots of bad things upon yourself, but i cant help but think about how much it must suck to be so alone and isolated and not be an idiot and be able to reflect upon what youve done. i really do love you. a lot. i just wish you made better decisions. i think about you being alone and trying to make amends and it breaks my heart. i stay up at night and think about it and it makes me sick. fuck.

two years ago

i was seeing watching the original transformers movie from the eighties with my best friends. i was in the grips of a whirlwind romance. and i was as close to being happy as ive ever been i suppose.

this morning i woke up from the first non-nightmare i've had about a certain ex of mine. in fact, it was kind of a nice dream, a dream about how she could have possibly been if she wasn't a total fucking horrid bitch.

i started working on a novel. horror, of course.


transformers 2 tonight. i cannot fucking wait.

today was

a really, really, really good day.

two years.

ryan and brad are awesome. dude house will never die. fuck growing up and fuck getting old.

tinkering.

im tinkering with 'za dough. it will rule.







come oooooon june 24. lets gooooooo july 22nd through august 9th.

two weeks!

its been since ive updated this. almost.


since then...


i got a fortune from a fortune cookie that quoted yoda. ryan's band are opening for shai hulud at croc rock the night before i leave for vacation. some other stuff happened. work. ugh. word up.







i want to write more...i just cant think.