I am embarrassed when new Weezer comes on my headphones on trains and places where people may be able to hear what im listening to. It’s bad enough that i’m wearing a suit, but now it sounds like i’m holding onto my youth via Sum 41 or some other plastic punk band.
Seriously people, it’s time [...]
I wish that my runny nose would either feck right off, or would turn into a full-blown cold. I seem to be resigned to some sort of sniffly purgatory and i’m not that big a fan it must be said.
I should take this opportunity to mention that a lot of the things i write on here have been previously road tested on the unsuspecting individuals i hang out with. It’s probably a good thing they don’t read my blog cause then they would realise i am just going for extra mileage of something that has already gotten a laugh.
"The grass is always greener, where the dogs are shitting!"
"I am Antipop...I'll run against the grain till the day I drop."
"Fuck you and your friend, I've got time for revenge, and you ain't got tomorrow"
"Are you on Facebook? I'm not..."
