this one whiskey slug slammed me last night, its sitting on some couch in my brain- sleeping in. its like a pal on the couch sleeping later than you- blinds drawn, sleeps smells of the mid-20s male.

why did they make the first 30 seconds so incredibly annoying?! (adult on-set)
and then.. everything about this kills; incredible language and the
sincerity.. "i lost so much, people drinking awl my yoo-hoos, my hawaiiin ounch.. my tropicanas"
LEARNT, YOUTHFUL and his 2 Liter HAND DRINKING MOTION.. ill cry to this
OAKRIDGE CAKE!!!! ahhahahhaa, i've had a bunch of coffee and feel great ..GARDEN CAKE!?!


and the truth is that for months ive been teasing myself with a switch over to this svelt tumblr.. can't: need the library of content..need the bluntness of blogspot.

power morning melts. proper mornin melt.s one thirty four. i ve got recovery from a hazed fri/sat/sun of high turnover, high returns but with some notable 11 am serotonin lows. the e true hollywood of the back end of my partying. (which, upon any further inspection reveals that gurls are in nearly complete control)
Syd, Sheckey. big jews, out and around.

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using the internet properly:

nikita really turns it around on us..'i still hate everybody and they can all go to hell,' weird low income unexplained illness. she was one of my first girlfriends- took it to her in Mike Green's basement in '96. switched gum. and here's a reeeaaaalllll treat, former boss Brian:

look at THAT public mid-30s depression!!! you can't do that!! or, when does the bottom fall out like that!!??!! i enjoy how he still observed yom kippur ('fasting, depression...') he was such an arrogant jerk all the time
very lazy desktop upload:





"just a guy really"

went for it two days ago: up the pallisades parkway and then along 9W and route 32 in orange county... big fat golden shower










met two stoner kids, a Bascombe-like enviable cozy dad (with a patriots hat on) and they both led my baked ass up to this certain spot to do all that and have a nice dark forest chilled blue hike back down to the cozy fully-loaded automatic everything 2000 Camry LE.

late sept. swim out on the pallisades parkway. some beach lake front. i wake up. clean up my areas and make lists of things i want to buy, places i want to drive. it can be relaxing.




that's also a small glipse into pro-wrestling at Suffern High School. ("Fucking Kill Him CROWBAR!"...everyone had some kinda palsy or was mildly down) ..this is EXACTLY it:

what a sleep last night(!) 5am big bluster wind rains. cozied up and tried to stay awake for a few minutes to enjoy it.
everything's going well this morning. will, lil and i ended up loaded last night-- shout out to ariel for the dancing- and for the bartendress for getting my bag from behind the massive jukebox..that drinking luck i have that usually centers on my glasses being thrown into a dark stompy dance floor and always finding them
avant-garde packaging:


today's also important for not working at this job where i get so mad at these women for buying into the joke of restaurant middle management --i don't like thinking about this off the clock!!!-- you should see all the horrible small things they come up with for mild torture to ruin vibes. opposite of sex, post swim skin, having loose-good-fun with pals, reading nice things,etc. its all wrapped up in not liking how i feel around them! yea!