February 2010
January 2010
: “I pick a lot of locks, rock a lot of shows. Build with the moms. Hang with the Broken Crow.”
DISREGARD FEMALES. ACQUIRE CURRENCY.
i start my new job today. i’m stoked.
UPDATE:
Fuck this. I think I may have gotten fired before I even got hired.
“Um… can you just go home and we’ll call you later.”
… whatever. PEACE!
UPDATE NUMBER 2:
After further review of today’s events, I have concluded that I was indeed a victim of racial discrimination on Martin Luther King Day....
slightly sick.
germs are ruinin’ my vibe, yo.
Getting high is for teenagers & PSA scripts. Call it “centered”.
– Kevin Smith. I prefer “lifted”.
Just so you know, I am definitely going to beat that new high score in Tetris...
– Whitey. Psh. She must have forgot… I was always better.
no sleep. never.
i don’t need it. catch Zs? i’d rather catch a wave of inspiration. and said inspiration just happened to strike the very second i laid my head down. if this is what it takes to become the artist i need to be… no sleep? no rest? so be it.
besides… i’ll just sleep when you’re dead.
3 Rules To Live By.
1. They not ready.
2. Motherfuckers need to know.
3. Get your shit.