dood.

i'm sick. i have an uffin' cold. this uffin' sucks.
i can't stop sweating. i can't stop sneezing. i can't stop blowing. but mostly i can't stop sweating. who the uf' gets a cold in the middle of a heatwave?!

Suzanne's New Yipes reading was fantastic. Suzanne is fantastic. if i'm well, David B.'s this friday night for a Taxt release party...but i need to stop sweating first.

i'm really sick of watching television. you can only watch so much CNN (war!) or VH1 (that Brady marriage show!) or History Channel (Stalin!) or My Life On The D-List (Griffen!) or ESPN (The Contender) (actually there's no too much of The Contender. i spent two straight days on the couch watching the Season 1 marathon. i conclude that The Contender is one of the coolest shows ever produced. i haven't cried that much since the Mulder/ Scully "kiss" episode of The X-Files)...started Grizzly Man, got half hour into it, got really bored, turned it off, noticed the doc clocks in at over 2 hours long! does it get better? does Herzog pull a bunny out of the dead-hat? seems like the story is pretty much over at 33 minutes...jackass spends 13 summer's with grizzly bears in Alaska, jackass takes some amazing footage of Alaskan wilderness, jackass (and girlfriend) get eaten by grizzly bear...boom, okay fine. what else?...and that's 33 minutes into the flick. what else could Herzog possibly have to say? i call hype-foul...

read some stuff here and there blah blah...

i got a cell phone blah blah...

i have a myspace date blah blah. haha!

i can't stop sweating and i'm listening to Bon Jovi and i just ate a plate of Kentucky Fried Chicken...

"i've got somthin' to believe in"
—Bon Jovi