Smile like you mean it.

September 27, 2008

I had a shitty day at work today, so, naturally, Im not excited to be there at 9am tomorrow.

Im seeing some friends tomorrow who I was friends with in Petaluma and now live in San Francisco. Im also going to visit the theatah to shop around for a wingman for the evening.

Ive been in a generally good mood lately, except I havent been writing lately, and so Im gonna have to schedual some time in.

The pictures below were at a party that a friend of mine threw and had a lot of people there that I hadnt seen in a long time and was more then happy to see. I miss them when Im gone.

Three cheers for the mustacho basho!

 

more when Im less stressed/pissed/tired/feel less like a lamer.

..to itunes, to the Alkaline Trio, to the playing of and listening to of music, to my favorite song vibrateing through the speakers or my best friends car, to the sound of us singing that song off key at the top of our lungs at a stop light, to infectious laughter, to the way I smiled when I heard from Mikey for teh first time in forever, or whenever I hear from Adam, Jark or Frenchy, the way Im addicted to adrenaline rushes, to people telling me I done good (because Im starting to hear it more these days then I ever have before), to actually doing good if people see it or not, To life in general, to everything Ive done that was ever the right thing, for me or anything(one) else.

and a lot of things, there is so much.

He’s an asshole, this guy, and the whole ordeal seems kind of sadistic.

In other news, two of my best lady friends want to come and visit, and I want them to come and visit, but Im having trouble getting enough time off to spend quality time with them and I feel like I suck because of it.

In other news, Im also feeling productive right now, and Im more awake then I have been in awhile, and I’m not taking advantage of it because Im posting on a blog, but I guess this is kind of good to have around too. I dunno

I am largely unsure, to explain things right now. But Im pretty convinced that in general, things are going pretty good. A lot of things are comming full circle and a lot of new things are making themselves available.

There is a guy who works next door who I hink looks kinda like Owen, when I saw him for the first time, out of the corner of my eye, my heart stopped alittle and I jumped. Just wishful thinking, I guess.

guh.

September 4, 2008

I think I got atheletes foot from wearing a pair of shoes I thrifted a few months ago.

 

Fuck.

…that there’s someone out there, who feels just like me. There is.”

For a medly of reasons, Boxcar Racers song “There is,” as emo as it is, will always be on my favorite list, just because it goes in and out of my life at just the right times.

There is no realy news. I saw the West Side Story a few days ago at the castro. I really liked the movie growing up, and I guess the joke was on me when I thought that I would never get to see it on the big screen.

I’m also procrastionating my journalism homework, guess I should get to that now it’s getting late.