idiocy
Saturday, October 11, 2003
ok, this is all totally fucked. themachinery of modernism fails me again.will anyone ever read this? will it ever be published?
god only knows, then if it does , you'll think it all happeneed on one day...fuck!
anyways, still writinfg after trying so hard not to for a while, cause it couldn't publish anyways, but too much random has happened, that tho no one may ever see this, i am drunk ant it's 330 and so i type...writing is vageuly easier, but u can never read it in the morning....like some taste but anyways...
last nigh twas odd.
shotr version, i am nw a distillers fan.
and then everyone is confused/logs off/ etc/. cause they are mainstream and real "people" well, whatevber, i'd never hrad of them before last night and they wre totally charming and big rock geeks and they were very nice to me and the girl, broady (SP?) if not only hot, but has a voice that's almost as great as that nice detoir tvcobraaas lady, and she also could come in handy in a abar fight, so i say a thumbs up.
more on that whole evening later or not .
tonight, i saw the epoxies and some other people and got drunk and fell doen and am currently very cold and miss my guitar, but there it is, in the winter of portland andeveryone being broke and stupid...i am broken, yet dstill happy. i can't tell u why it is.
the quote for the night is
"...i hate lots of people....
what's one more?"
ahahahhahahaha. that's a quote from my nwe surrogate roommmate of doom who is off to the world in a few short wekks, but until then, we drink, and he's funny, but a bad bad booze influence, and so tho i should go i eat i will pass out instead....
thought tho
isn't it funny when what should work just so so so doe not?
heh. to be 'gently dismissed" bycertain idiots with SO much to learn, is always quite amusing
more so when geoff is running around stealing beers, making jokes about pregnancy from cars, stealing beer and being generally hilarious , which i fail to represent here....suffice it to say, one good Egg does a fine job of standing up to a whole shrieking cat-fight of a crowd of retarded idiots and poseurs.
ha.
fuck you
you no-sense-of-hu mor-or rock -or -tongue
fuck you and
all your ilk/
and snugglies and saliva to everyone else, who is not afraid to dance
nor too afraid to get too drunk to hold their glass ( i admit nothing)
nor to afraid to fucking live.
drunk and angry with most technology an d human failings,
-josephine