ye olde crapfest

you wouldn't think that an hour-long drive around town with no particular destination in mind listening to nothing but shellac's prayer to god over and over and over again could relax a person. but i guess anything is possible.

i need a new roommate. in january. i'm on a month-to-month lease and the rent's super cheap, and i intend to leave town around march/april/may, so it's pretty temporary. but the apartment's nice and there's air/heat/little ghetto dishwasher/big backyard. and i'm pretty easy to get along with most of the time. things to keep in mind--i have two cats and a budding love for intravenous drugs that i hope may someday become a trendy habit. ha!

but seriously, i really need a roommate, or i'm gonna have to move in with my dad. don't get me wrong--i like him and all, but i'm just not sure about all that.

on to other things...

yes on to other things. kicking and screaming i go. i'm sure it'll be fun.