January 2003

god, need to just stop talking to people in real life all together. i’m sitting at the arcade downtown, eating my chicken salad, no dressing, scribbling in a notebook. my waitresses says “okay, i’m gonna be nosey, whatcha working on?”. i could have said a billion other things but i blurt out “crackhore.com” She goes “oh umm” and i start […]

hehe so im sitting at my computer, jamming to some shoutcast.com, reading k10k.net, like i do every morning at work and i hear a knock. a well dressed black woman is in my doorway and asks where the former occupant of my office is. I tell her i think their downstairs, we both smile at each other and she leaves. […]

got back in town early this morning….never went to bed last night so everything is a bit fuzzy….pictures and update will come later…having some problems putting the whole trip in chronological order since i started almost everyday with some form of alcohol…

i woke up at around noon today, covered in a blue sleeping bag, curled up on the couch with my sweatshirt as a pillow. I hear Lana walk in, talk of gatorade and suddenly a Blue Raspberry bottle of gatorade is shoved into my little cave of hungoverness. I open the bottle, pealing off the protective covers and put it […]

last night jeff, lana and i walked to a noise show in philly. We don’t really have shows like that in memphis so after a few forties it was really great. I snuck in a McDonalds cup full of whiskey so towards the end of the show jeff and i were moshing while everyone else stood around watching. fucking ruled. […]

wow heh if popluation density had a zip code, new york would be umm several of them….i spent about 8 hours wandering around new york in a hangover haze, trying to see as much of the city as possible….this is just a mention, the plane ride back will be the whiskey filled total update…hopei live that long…