b-side and rarities ! ☆

i wish my dog banjo had a strong enough immune system that i could grab a couple of beers with him

i need to fuck this old man

and what if i laid in the hammock in the sun and read my book for an hour. would that be such a crime.

grwm to go and buy a mango geek bar from my ex-girlfriend

plans tonight include drinking one to two miller high lifes and missing everyone

collaging on the floor of your childhood bedroom is a lost art

big break incoming. by a stroke of sheer luck this college is giving me ten thousand god damned dollars to work at pbs for the summer. the lesson here is that there is hope for those of us who have self-described as fuck ups and losers and loveable slackers since the age of ten. things like this can and will happen to people like me. maniacs and nervous wrecks and drunks and people with bad coping mechanisms who were raised in poor households with deadbeat moms and dads. you can pull a fast one, you can turn on, you can dress in business casual tee shirts and ties and talk a big enough game that they will let you in. and if you keep this act up for a while, they will pay you enough that you never have to go back to that house again.