don't trim beard while mad

so, yeah. don't do it. because when it's early and you haven't had your coffee yet, it's hard to pay attention to the clipper's guard while having an argument with a person that's not even there.

but if you decide to ignore my advice, be sure to bail on meeting your friends out while having blue cake icing on your uneven hair-having face.

this is one of my 2 roommates, Anthony. sometimes Anthony gets upset with Doug (roommate) and me for not "doing our part" to keep the apartment clean. do i get defensive and want to tell him all of the things i do throughout the week that involve the upkeep of our living space? yeah, i sure do. but does he have a right to say something about dishes being piled next to the sink for 2 days? well... okay- yes, he does. just because he looks like Sid Vicious eating an orange Halloween Kit-Kat bar next to his dirty lunch pail doesn't give me a free pass to not clean!
but yeah... fuck him:)

cat pee makes me feel like poo

yeah. so i dropped the ball on the promise i made to Tracy to check on her cats while she was away in Miami. i did go over once to feed them, but that was it. when she got home last night they were totally out of food and someone had peed on the floor. i'm pretty sure it was one of the cats.
nothing to do but try to make it right. but how? i should do a good deed tomorrow. yeah, that's what i'll do. okay, for now i'm gonna see if ordering food will make me feel better.

fucking go to bed already!

really. it's 1:22. anti meridian. how many times can i check on my downloads and flip back to myspace to see if a new stranger wants to get to know me? okay, see the picture above? enough said. (okay, it's from Halloween) but you get the point. i need sleep. goddamned interweb box! with your porn & craigslist & musicals...
anyway, mad excitement in my head as the Sklar Bros. will be at Schuba's on the 3rd! will be a sick rad show. i should go now.