my roommate apparently can't read fucking signs posted to the door handles that say "seriously, don't come in ;)" Really awkward, but I just yelled "get the fuck out" and he freaked

Also, I saw a deer tonight, just standing in the street.

i like sean lennon.

and its still in the 90s here. i dont want to talk about heat. i wish it was 85.

Ahhh, 3-day weekend! (And pls, Suchfriends..., I don't need a diatribe about Columbus as racist oppressor, I get it already.) Nothing to do. Pup and I gonna stretch out and chill. I plan on checking out another brew pub this afternoon. (Asheville has 7 local breweries! That's just in city limits. There another half dozen or so in the surrounding area.)

Yes. That's why I'm going to go drink beer at the brew pub.

I just became friends with Justin Pearson on facebook haha.

nice specs verm.

the cat and I are sitting in the morning sun.

Had a surprisingly pleasant Oktober afternoon. Around 3 I venture downtown and stop in my fave thrift shop. What do I find but, for 30 bucks and change, in perfect condition, size spot on, the ralph lauren equivalent of this: http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/Mens...8936/18936.jsp

Next I return to automobile and motor my way to The Wedge, where, after downing one each of on-premises brews of a Belgium strong ale and a German doppelbock, I happen to meet a lovely young coworker wimmenz and her husband, who both happen to bartend at this place on Friday nights. Spend a lovely hour talking and imbibing and eating peanuts from the shell. This is outside. Edge of town. Fall foliage and train tracks off the industrial peanut-shell-strewn loading dock turned-into drinking deck. Pay my tab. 10 bucks (USD) for 3 damned tasty and intoxicating brews. I sit for a while after young and winsome couple leave and drive away to make sure I'm sober enough to drive (I am nothing if not a responsible and law-abiding drunkard, mind you). I dedide that I need to bring home a growler of the on-premises brewed IPA--which I am currently imbibing as I type, and I swear to God, so help me, it tastes and FEELS like it is brewed with primo ganja.

Sometimes life seems fortuitous.

it snows and rains at the same time.
brr.

I don't get soup, either.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MU55u471rFU

I'm beginning to feel nostalgic for the compact disc.

Spent all day yesterday just lounging on the couch, napping, and watching TV. How glorious.

Today I hope to get out and visit a record store and perhaps stop by The Wedge again.

full guitar track that I recorded last yesterday

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7GWU650W

^ dl'ing now, will listen later.

I was just paid 81 cents for the gum I was chewing by three frat guys doing a scavenger hunt for initiation.

lil waynes number leaked into the tabloids.... 770 286 1341

drawing a superman costume idea
stoned sick and bored at home