hiding behind smiles

11:40pm: "and when i say that i miss you, you tell me 'good!' " *
so i've been snowed in. at my father's place. i'm missing my home. and my warm bed. and my cold girlfriend. though i know i already said that one. yo. so i had a rather unproductive day. slept. watched a bad movie. watched a decent movie. played age of empires. fuck. i want to go home. anyway. i think i'm done here.

i AM evil. (see it has to be true, i used bolding)

* fur packed action - i forget the song's name.

9:46pm:
I only talk to you when I'm bored (which has been
very often, lately). I'd like you more if you'd
stop scratching me. Bastard.


have I talked to you lately?
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10:15pm: i can't believe it's not butter.
good morning.
i'm sorry if we kept you up or woke you up or anythign in between.
we're gonna raise an amry so that we can eat for free.
good morning.
we love you.

8:06pm: www.brokenrobot.net/this

that's my band site. yep.

9:13pm: i have cats.
i don't really have cats.

9:09pm: this hospital smile
www.brokenrobot.net/this
yep it's time for a little shameless self promotion. this is my band's website. download our songs.

8:55pm: hmm.
aight here's the deal. i'm gonna be recording simon versus god. i'm only gonna release it on tape for now. i don't know how many songs and some of them will be eric's trip covers. it'll be super low fi and probably pretty annoying. that's about all i have to say for now.

8:46pm: aye!
indeed. well. that's about it.word.

3:00am: i think i broke it good. fuck

3:54am: "waiting for something to break... left my heart out today."
i don't know what but something has to change or i'm gonna lose my freakin' mind here.
in other news... um yeah i forget if i have anything to say.
waiting for my welfare check... well it's not really a check cause it's automatically deposited into my bank account and it's not really welfare it's employment insurance (fancy name for welfare) but still. it's nice getting money for being a shitty jobhunter. if i ever get it.
hopefully i get a job at woodshed music. it would be nice working somewhere that doesn't suck. in fact working somewhere that would be fun. being around so many nice guitars and amps might make me want to spend too much money but i guess that's the price i'd have to pay.

anyhow. i guess i don't really have much to say.

i am wrong.

3:53pm: "away from prying eyes..."
well. does anyone know what the fuck is going on?
don't answer that. um
well. strange weekend but isn't it always?
i talked to innes about my plans for a junk male reunion. i don't think he would've said yes but justine and jes we're both there when i popped the question and they seemed to really like the idea and i think they convinced him. then when we got talking more about it he seemed to start liking the idea. we might be playing a show in newmarket in february if we can get our shit together.

saturday me and wicky went on a booze run. we scored a 26er of whiskey, 2 mickey's of whiskey, three mickey's of vodka and two colt 45's. we only paid for the colt 45's. we rule.

in other news i re-learned how to make whiskey sours. i will be enternally grateful to the whiskey gods if they don't let me forget ever again.

needless to say i got pretty bruce willised saturday night. me and wicky didn't stop drinking till seven in the morning. things were weird at the party they weren't bad but they were weird. and some things were going on that i couldn't quite grasp. nevermind.

i am evil.

2:13am: oh shit. another, well... shut up.
yeah that's right i wonder if i'll use this as infrequently as i've been using my other journal lately? well whaterver. minus the extra r. here i am. again. i want cheese and crackers.