to the extent that its absurd.

STOP ASKING FOR NEW BLOGS. I don't time to THINK, let alone write about... stuff.

I'm like a busy little worker drone but it's only temporary.

Things are amazing.

That is all.

hang the blessed dj

So THESE bitches are ruining it for girls like us. Huh.

Then again, who wants a jackass like Zach Braff's character in Garden State?

Now that I'm on the subject actually, can I just finally admit that I didn't really like that movie? I don't care how great the soundtrack was, or how everyone thought the script was so groundbreaking (it wasn't).

I just don't feel like the film is going to stand the test of time. It cashed in on a hipness that will only be relevant again twenty years from now, when our kids stumble upon the movie for a sense of nostalgia. The characters, to me, just aren't sympathetic. They're all quirk and no depth.

Fuck. I don't remember where I was going with this in the first place.

Some other things:

New Bauhaus: Really fucking good.

New Faint: Mediocre at best.

"sorry about the bug eyes comment, Janine"

Wheee!

Goin to Oregon to see my baby.

champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.

I just cleaned out my facebook account and removed literally about a hundred people that I either:

● Don't care to be friends with

● Haven't talked to in years (or never met outside of the internet)

● Or pretty much can't stand at all.

Why do people feel the need to 'friend collect'? Who really cares?

Quite honestly, I'm sick of having false friends in my life. I don't care what bands you're friends with, or what shoes you rock or what clubs you can get into.

I need substance to my relationships. And it's nice to finally have some.