|breakneck beats leads to trainwreck melodies. (whatever the hell that means... i saw that somewhere)
||[Jun. 8th, 2005|03:23 am]
|||||Billie Holiday - Gee Baby Ain't I Good to You||]|
Well I can't sleep. I can't even figure out what the deal is. I'm tired, but I just lay in bed and my mind runs wild around everything. It's nothing really terrible or bothersome, it's just random everyday stuff that I can't seem to filter out. So maybe some actual thought will help me sleep.
I woke up around 1PM today, which is... late? Well yeah but I have pretty much no responsibility whatsoever. It's really pretty sad that thinking having nothing to do could be so.. well, bad. So anyway, I sat around here and screwed around with my Mom's computer because she needed some work done on it, and apparently I have the time to do really boring shit. Tom came over and we played Halo for a while. Band practice got cancelled, and I pretty much wanted to cry. THEN! MIKE CAME HOME FROM WORK! HUZZAH. Alright so we decided that tonight would be great for sushi. So we went to Mr. Pi's, our usual place, along with Chuck and Fritz. Well that was neat. Then we went to my Dad's apartment to chill out, and watched some random TV shows and Chuck and I drank some beers, since at the moment neither of us have cars. Well he does, he just can't drive it. I usually don't like talking about cars. It makes me depressed. I want a car. I can drive, I mean, well whatever. We went to hang out in Metuchen after that. Forget the rest, it's so boring I don't even feel like writing about it.
When we were in Mr. Pi's I swear to god I thought that redheaded chick from sex and the city walked in, and I almost got an erection. Because she's amazing. My luck, it wasn't, in fact I need to start wearing my glasses, because she was, well... cute from far, but far from cute.
I went to Belmar yesterday. I also went to Benihana. Benihana sucks. I think we all know that.
All this crazy shit people are into now, like smart profiles, and myspace and facebook. I want to puke. myspace is cool for like... 2 minutes? then it's like wow, this is horrible. I swear to god there are people that live on that shit and must just find random people to be friends with. How the fuck do you have over 600 something friends? It makes no sense. Not to mention the lame pictures with people with their faces half cut off, at an angle, or not looking at the camera, or something retarded. Shoot yourselves. Take a cool picture. something with sunglasses... or beer... or maybe both, because that's even cooler. I have some sweet sunglasses now. They were $5. I love Variety Village.
I've gotten into this habit of watching Late night w/ Conan Obrien. It's an interesting show.
I called Kat Lafta when Mike and I were driving around aimlessly and she was like "fuck you i'm going to sleep.".. well that's not verbatim but we were in the area and bored.
my fingers feel like jello.
I think i'm going to try to wake up at a Sane hour tomorrow and fight how tired I'm gonna be just so that i can get back into a normal sleeping pattern.