jimmy

My ass is still stuck in SB. I took one look at the traffic going southbound to LA, and went back to Staci’s place and took a nap while watching The Osbournes marathon on MTV. So I’m going to eat and eventually head my way back down to LA tonight.

Last night, I ran into many people I haven’t seen in a long while. B__, E___ showed up @ Dublins and good fun was had. Once midnight hit, we went to the Merc and ran into babaluma and others. Then after two, there was the bonfire that lasted until 5am. Me tired. Tee hee.

Anyhow, I will be out and about in LA tomorrow so beware. I will burn the motherfucking city down. Rawk!!!!!

—PS. Is it just me, or when you travel, do you get really constipated? Ugh. I’ve been pootin’ like a motherfucker all day.

Well I have made a pit stop here at home for the evening to bring urbanemonkey from the festivities of angwe & athenae‘s wedding. It came together wonderfully much to my surprise. It was a non-traditional ceremony that was very tactful (I’ve heard horror stories of non-traditional ceremonies). Yes I did get emotional and cry, and the two of them will pay with their lives. Grrrrrrrr. I wish them all the happiness in the world.

But fuck did I have to drive. My goal was to go a constant 90 mph from LA to Cambria. Obviously this didn’t happen, so I made up for it by going 100 mph on the stretches that I was able to go fast. Mmmmm. I *heart* my car. Tee hee.

I’ll post something more elaborate once I sit down and have time to write my thoughts down.

On a completely different subject, I bought a nice hammer and sickle tee and two baseball tees today. So purty!!!!! I’m wearing the hammer and sickle shirt tomorrow. Woo hoo! See you motherfuckers in SB tomorrow! On to Dargans!!!!!!

urbanemonkey is funny when she gets stressed about travel plans. I would pay just to poke her right now. Tee hee.

I second nkoan‘s request to drink like a motherfucker tomorrow night. After the drive, I wholeheartedly agree!

I came across a certain individual’s LJ yesterday. I’m not naming s/he because there really is no need (since most of the SB geeks might know who I am talking about anyhow). It’s really sad to see certain people still stuck in a position of life without ever moving on. I hope to some degree I keep on evolving as a human and move on to bigger and better things. And I don’t mean the superficial things like job status or anything. Emotionally I hope I have grown since I left SB.

Anyhow, for this certain individual, I wish her/him the best of luck. I don’t have any room to house you for two weeks and leave your mark of trash everywhere. Good luck to the people that have to deal with you.

That’s it. Vacation in less than 24 hours! WooooooOOOOOOOOOO!

If you carry a laptop through an airport, you are a terrorist. If you carry your keyless entry remote through the airport, you are a terrorist. If you object to any of these precautions, you are a terrorist.

[image of fat-ass woman with mid-west twang]
“If it takes an extra couple of hours… it’s better safe than…a coupla hours aren’t that big a deal to me”

Fuck you all. Eat your fucking donut, get fat, get a heart attack and fucking die. At this rate, terrorists don’t have to do a thing.

Let me be the first (or second or third) to tell you that Friendster is officially over. Hah!

That Sherman Austin was sentenced to a year in prison, or that the LA Indymedia site which has the details of this story is currently down?

…so I’d like to take this time to waste a whole bunch of words and create more clutter on yr friend’s page.

Sleep felt so nice last night. Waking up was the hardest thing to do, but I had no choice since I had Amy Goodman’s voice right next to my ear. Soothing it is not.

I’m tinkering around with my “Fuck Gay Culture” essay lately. It’s coming out rather well if I do say so myself.

You can tell I’m running out of things to say when I have one-sentence paragraphs.

Godammit the system’s not up yet. Grrrrr. I fart in your face!

This weekend, Madd and I had this habit of forgetting to pay for food. We were at Monsoon Cafe on Friday and completely forgot to pay. The waitress caught up to us in a huff and continued to be suspicious of us no matter how much we profusely apologized. Apparantly, there are a lot of dine and ditchers. Eh.

Then yesterday, we were at a birthday dinner party at Duke’s for one of Madd’s friends at Otis. As we were leaving we just remember that we had to pay. Ugh. I don’t know what’s wrong with us, but I’m telling you it’s a bit annoying.

Besides that, it was a very mellow weekend. The only thing that is motivating me to go to work is that I have a three + 1/2 day week. I can’t wait to be on vacation. Woooooo!