Entitled: this is why there are pirates and always will be. hell is other people.



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i got a flat tire today. i wasn�t *too* far from the house, but i was kinda far and apparently, riding on a flat tire is REALLY hard and hurts your thighs (my bike, silly.) so now i guess i have to go get a new bike tire. this involves getting my bike into my car and i'm not excited about that at all. bateman�s intern said it�s usually not worth just getting a new innertube and honestly, i�ve had this bike since i was a freshman in college and i�ve never gotten new tires so they�re um, 13 years old and i guess that�s pretty good for a tire.
damn, that�s sad.
it ruined my excercise for the day, but that�s ok. i tried anyway, and i was huffing and pufing by the time i got home. i was all the way up on church avenue.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn


so i got a comment asking how i got my story going. one of my yahoo groups had someone posting a call for writers. usually i ignore that because who ISN�T doing an online lit mag and i just don�t want to be in one of them because i�m a gigantic snob. however, this was was for a book. �best bi short stories� actually, and i happen to have a pretty awesome story with a bisexual theme to it so i submitted it and blammo! accepted. weird. the hardest part was writing the bio. i had to submit that with the story and i�m not a fan of writing about myself. i think the only reason i got up the balls to do it was that i kept telling bateman i was going to do it and the idea of living with the shame of not following through with a writing thing was just too much for me.
motivation through shame via dissapointment of loved ones really does work.

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn


tonight, we went to see silent hill. that will be the last movie we ever see in a theatre. people are fucking SAVAGES. they cannot shut their holes for even two hours. it�s disgusting. i drove near 50 MILES round trip, possibly a little more to get to westhampton, on $3.17 a gallon gas HOPING that the rich would be more quiet, but no! they feel ENTITLED to talk, where as the poor folks just don�t seem to know any better. either way, you�re fucked right up the ass and you know what i say to that?
avast! it be the pirate bay! arrrrghhh! i�m here for ye� torrents!

LaTeR, iN aNoThEr PaRt Of ToWn


it�s the next morning. it�s nausteting out. hard to believe it was so nice two weeks back.
i think it�s a good hairdye day. i can�t get any yard work done and ikea will be a nightmare.
damn, i hope i got paid.

TuNe In NeXt TiMe, SaMe Bat PlAcE, sAmE bAt PaGe...



atmosphere: early, rainy, bleh

i'm feeling: like i wish i could sleep past 11, but this isn't too terrible.

i learned: that you can't win. theatre is dead.

Submitted On: Saturday, Apr. 22, 2006 10:39 am

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