the wreck is going down.

[grindmonkeh]

I spent the good part of the foul weathered day yesterday cleaning my apartment, reading From a buick 8, and then talking to Jeanne at intervals between movies, football games, dinner at my sister's, and sleep. In five days she is driving up to spend the weekend. My head is above the clouds.

My mom drove into town on Friday for an appointment with her doctor, so she took me to pick out my christmas present and then we went to TGIFridays for lunch. She actually let me have my present early since she already gave my brother money to buy what he wanted (which was some variety of shotgun). My mom is the coolest. She told me to pick out my Christmas present from my grandma and grandad, so I pre-ordered the Fellowship of the Ring four disc super crazy platinum hella cool edition. My mom left in the early afternoon and my brother came up a few hours later...we ate and went to see 8 Mile. It was sold out, so we watched Ghost Shit instead. It was fucking wretched. I left the theater thinking about the seven dollars I had just spent and the six bottles of Heineken and change that could have more adeptly appeased my attention span. We still had fun though.

The department director came in early this morning, so I had to turn the volume knob from eleven down to one. I wanna rawk.

RAWK.

Comments

"What's wrong with being sexy?" "No...Sexist."

[mikierash.livejournal.com]

"But...but...it goes up to eleven."

Re: "What's wrong with being sexy?" "No...Sexist."

[grindbastard.livejournal.com]

"You know, just simple lines intertwining, you know, very much like - I'm really influenced by Mozart and Bach, and it's sort of in between those, really. It's like a Mach piece, really. It's sort of -

...Well, this piece is called 'Lick My Love Pump'."

Re: "What's wrong with being sexy?" "No...Sexist."

[mikierash.livejournal.com]

Classic.