BLINK 182 SAID IT BEST
work sucks. ok, i guess it really doesnt, at least not all the time, but these days ive been too fucking busy to even think about being witty. so on the quick tip:
have a read. my poker buddy talks shop on curiosa... choosing bands... maintaining appearances... all that good stuff.
have a listen. ok, i wish i was technologically advanced enough to provide you with mp3s here, but if you find the cooper temple clause bside "on.off.on," from the "promises, promises" single, download it. it sounds like queen. it is the shit.
have a heart. help a sister out. what on earth do i buy with the $82 from bobby mcsmithstein? pot is not an option. i need something to remember him by.
oh, and also... for those of you in the dallas area, check out my homeboy carlos d's afterparty on saturday night.