I will sing your fears if you sing my neurosis

Oh, I'm so excited.

I've decided to put together a sweet wrestling event to benefit the art space.
So far the contenders include: Mr. Serious, Doctor Toothpaste and his associate Clark "Sausage Links Hergman, the Abyss, and Amphibioso.
We're going to have at least four matches including a royal rumble.
If you're interested let me know.

Hopefully we will be having band practice tomorrow and we're gonna try to crank out two new songs.
We may have decided on a name, Deviated Septum.
I was all about Bi-Polar Bear, but it just didn't fit.
Also, we're trying to get in some weekend tours between April and September.

And I think we might be putting up the elementary school art show in the space in July.
Sweet.

Rachel got me two tickets to go see the Watchmen movie for free on Monday night at Arundel Mills.
I'm so pumped.

YEAH!

And all of my friends

I saw W. tonight.
I had mixed feelings about it.

Also,
I had a big ol' bowl of spaghettios for dinner.

Tuesday nights are easy peezy.

Now I know why I wanna be left alone.

There is an abundance of twizzlers in my house.
We have so much dumpstered candy.

I had an extremely confrontational dream last night.
There is too much conflict in my life.

I'm getting one of my tattoos colored in on wednesday and I'm really excited,
I've been waiting to color it for a while.

My phone went dead on tuesday. Apologies to anyone who was under the impression I was ignoring their calls.
I got a sweet new touch screen phone with my mom's upgrade. I've been playing with it all day.

The ex-wife is flying in from Cali on Thursday.
Patrick's birthday laser battle is Sunday.
And if all goes well I should be seeing Watchmen on Monday night for free, fuck yeah.

Also,
I really like it when I accidentally find out something about someone that they probably find really embarrassing. I feel like it makes them more human.

Nothing to worry about

We had our first band practice this past Sunday.
It went really well. We wrote an amazing song.
Unfortunately Bepstein is going out of town for about a week and we wont be having another practice until he gets back.

We haven't decided on a name yet
but I'm pulling for Bi-Polar Bear.
I'm open to any suggestions.

I am so sick right now,
I need some fucking nyquil.

Fuck my life,
f'real.

Tuesday night's Sleepy Bepstein quote was a keeper.
We were watching room raiders and this dude was stretching out a black thong on screen when Bepstein turns his head and says to us, "You could make a giant cookie out of that."

No comment, grungebag (Enjoy Your Day)

(H.V.D.)

Last night I played hot dice for three hours.
I will gamble away almost anything if you give me decent odds.

Frisby House Valentines day brunch. Kate made some sweet colored breakfast treats and PANCAKES.
Delicious.
Hot dice followed.

Also,
Tim was my valentine today,
we went to see Friday the 13th.
So intense.
Jason can not be killed.

My internet hasn't been working for the past few days,
I'm not too happy about that.
Fortunately I can steal Greg's internet from a certain spot in my living room.

......................................

"EGITEOTWFM"

I want one thing,
why can't I have this one thing?

My name is a killing word

***********
I don't know how I feel about shelling out sensitive information online,
I suppose it's something you have to ease yourself into.

I saw Robocop at the talking head last night,
there's something endearing about a cinematic period in which state of the art special effects consisted of a stop animation robot and a few sticks of dynamite.

Also, I went to Cici's with Greg, Tim, Pat and Randi.
Pizza buffet, enough said.

I entered a bunch of people into the Towson Towerlight's Most Eligible Bachelor contest, I'm looking forward to reading over the results in Thursday's paper. Pick up a copy if you can, you wont be disappointed.

I need to go bed.

Fuck You Aurora

I saw Gallagher at Sonar last night!
Jordan put me on the guest list so I didn't even have to pay to get in.
One of the best nights of my life.
I'm seriously considering getting his autograph tattooed on me, f'real.

I entered a couple of people in the "Towson's Most Eligible Bachelor" contest, keep an eye out for the winner in the newspaper.

I watched Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist with Greg and Jordan twice in the the past three days. Apparently, it gets better the more you watch it. I'm so glad I redboxed that shit.
I'm so glad I can use "redbox" as a verb.

Also, today I went to see Push with Greg.
Awful movie, it was like a really poorly written, two-hour long episode of heroes.

Apologies for the lack of sleepy Bepstein quotes, he's quite ill and hasn't been able to hangout much recently.

Well goodnight, internet.

P.S. I listen to Maybe I'll Catch Fire and Goddamnit way too much when I'm lonely.
Thanks a lot Michael Cera.

Dear diary, my teen angst bullshit now has a pending friend request

"I want your skulls.
I need your skulls."

I've been awake since 6:30 this morning.
I had to inspect rocks for two hours this afternoon.
Fuck Geology.

The dude at dunkin' donuts remembered me from when I was living in the dorms
and he gave me a free donut.

My visual culture professor put on a video mash-up of Missy Elliott and Joy Division.
I'm not a big fan of anyone trying to relate to me through shit that should've been banned from youtube the day it was uploaded.

I need to go to several states over Spring Break, who's comin' with?

No more for you tonight, internet.