migrate or die.

get me the fuck out. i need to be on the road again.

thank you god.

im finished. finished with her. eighty pages, but i finally finished.


shai hulud are playing sound and fury. fucking radical.

sigh/yawn.

i have an incredible mix planned in my head. and i don't want to make this one and then just destroy it.

the warm air, the late nights.

good things lately

dim sum
uncle giancarlo
brazee
end of a year
my book
pap and jake
chili
maybe having a job

bad things lately

seasonal depression
not knowing if ill be able to go on the roadtrip this summer

looking back.

things were so much easier then than they are now. where are you and why arent you with me?


ive been alone for too long, i think.

killer klowns from outer space.

tonight i made a pizza for a friend. a parallelogram shaped pizza. it was good.


i realized some stuff tonight.


i had a job interview today. approximately 28 grand a year doing unemployment claims for the state.



i should stop watching 'knocked up'. at best it makes me sad that i'm alone and at worst it makes me want to start a family.



i really cant wait for feaster.



im sorry, friends.

im often asked and im often wondering if this is not the right time.

all play and no work make justin a dull boy.


this time of year makes me want to put a bullet in my head.


i need to get back out on the road this summer.