November 2009
October 2009
On feeling better
classicmcconnell:
Last night I had to leave a show early because I was terribly sick. All apologies to The Poster Children. Water, pills, a lot of blankets, and a great night’s sleep later, and I think I’m ok. Not sure what happened. Maybe somebody spiked my dinner.
Anyway, my body has once again impressed me with its ability to deal and bounce back. Thanks, ol’ buddy
good to hear. we were...
whatwhatwhat:
abloodymess:
whatwhatwhat:
Watching this tonight, followed by something yet to be determined. I have yet to see it but it’s been recommended by quite a few people so I thought I’d give it a go. The director apparently cites Eli Roth as a mentor and the only thing I have a fondness for of his is Cabin Fever (I KNOW ALRIGHT), so…we shall see.
his trailer in “Grindhouse” was...
Remainder of the "Bearded Tour" schedule
solarshadowsrecords:
Even though you can see in the previous entry, that Rob didn’t grow his beard for long, there was some bizarre rationale that the “tour itself is bearded” that has been used to get around this.
Regardless of that, this tour includes Rob Jacobs, Dr. Responsible, and Withershins. They started in Massachusetts, and this is what’s left after their two Carbondale stops:
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redrum
little—bird:
In the spirit of halloween, I would like to declare that if I could get away with actually murdering someone, it would be a two-way tie between mine and david’s emotionally abusive ex-partners. Mine hasn’t contacted me since we broke up two years ago, but his (who I will refer to as her true identity, Bitch From the Bowels of Hell, or BFtBoH for short) insists on popping up...
Remember that 2 mile errand walk I so badly did...
whatwhatwhat:
Just did it in pouring rain, back and forth. Plus spent $140 dollars on medicine. Then promptly fell directly on my ass while being rained upon. I look like I shit myself. Time for the hottest shower possible and hopefully gin.
take a bath. drink the gin in the bath. go from there.
Chuck Biscuits - not dead. →
(via oldtobegin)
we get one back!
Uh...
whatwhatwhat:
Would someone care to explain to me why my midterm grade is coming up as an 84 online, when in fact I got a 94 like it’s written on my fucking blue book I just got back? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
we call that Indiana math in Chicago. boy, i love some good old fashioned Indiana bashing.