truth

easter sunday sweater, little rabbits on there.
i really should be packing my stuff right now.  i have too much baggage, i need to throw it all out and start over.
i need to forget that it ever existed.

hey coffee eyes

everything has been weird lately.  my lack of motivation combined with my alcoholism is making for a very strange lifestyle.  i've become almost entirely nocturnal, many nights drinking until around 5am.  i am not doing anything even remotely productive.  i feel like it's a phase though, i'm pretty convinced that my move at the end of this month will help to snap me out of it.  as for the more immediate future, tonight should be interesting.  it's diary night, which could end with me feeling 'pop punk' or feeling 'emo'.  i'm really hoping for some sort of happy ending tonight, but i expect nothing. 

thought i had my shit figured out, but i guess i'm just as fucking crazy as i used to be.

day after day after day

Lately, it's been looking beautiful outside my window.  But when I go outside, it's so cold.  nothing's as it seems.

last night was a crazy little neighborhood party.  drank a bit at work, than brought quincy over to my hood.  we went into the residence and got sucked into an alcohol driven frenzy that took us to pilsner inn and eventually to bill's house.  hangover central today.

  it's opening weekend for the giants.  i'm going to watch the game tonight at underdogs and try to buy tickets from a scalper at the ballpark for tomorrow's game.  i've got field club tickets to the game on monday, which is really exciting.  i can't wait.  tonight is the grand opening party for steve chen's new store, MAAS & Stacks.  it's also Aria's birthday party at the castle.  it's going to be a busy night, hopefully it'll be sufficient to keep my mind off other things.  tomorrow is JoJo's official birthday dinner at Juban Yakiniku in japantown, then karaoke, then sweaterfunk.  there's no time for me to miss you.