And why am I going to get a towel? Because you just saw my picture and CAME LIKE TEENAGERS AT AN ORGY! And nw that I have a picture up, I suppose I should update my journal, eh? Fine.-->(Delivered as Paul Rudd in Wet Hot American Summer)
I am in New York City at this moment. As a Theatre major who intends to become a professional actor, I need to be in New York. At this moment, I have no job and no apartment here in the city and come May 18th (one fucking day after my graduation) my school kicks me out of my apartment here. I also still have classes and can't start a brand new job until I have nothing to do...on the 18th of May for instance. Come May 18th, I will have to return to the place that I now call home...Florida. Florida = suicide. Both for me and my career. So, that's what's been in my head recently. Thanks for asking. Peace out. Now change your pants, your fluids are getting dry and crusty.
4.19.2003
4.10.2003
What's Your Anti-Drug?
Putting my testicles on the heads on midgets is my anti-drug. What's your Anti-Drug?
4.03.2003
For Jenna
I want to take a moment to recognize my love for Jenna. I think that she is the only person who checks my web site on a regular basis AND really enjoys it AND asks me when it's going to be updated whenever we talk.
I met her in high school along with my best friends, Phil and Will. I think one of, if not the first night I met her, the 5 of us (Will, Sunir--a dark force in this universe), Jenna, Angie--a magnificent person in her own right and myself) went out to a Cuban restaurant named Don Pepe's where I talked with Jenna and Angie and learned that they both enjoyed Stephen King and watching X-Files together because they thought David Duchovny was hot. Aside from the "thinking he's hot" part, I was on the same track as them. Another early memory of Jenna involves the first time I went to Will's old house where Jenna insisted that we listen to a great song that just happened to be "Birdhouse in Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants. This was th first time I had ever heard this song and I was enamored. Then there was the night we all went to our friend Alison's house and watched a really terrible soft core on Showtime. Then there was the last time I ever saw Jenna back in the 1900's. It was the night before she would leave Florida and go to Washington University in the state of the same name. We all spent that night at her house looking at pictures and just hanging out as one does before one will leave for a very long time. And at the end of that night, Jenna gave me her copy of "Reznor Sharp" (her bootleg of Nine Inch Nails at Woodstock '94). Then we all hugged and I went home. That was in August of 1998. I still talk to Jenna on-line and such, but I haven't seen her almost five years. However, the memory remains.
Jenna used to wear this very distinct scent whose name escapes me and a friend of mine here in NYC (Sarah) has recently started wearing it, which always reminds me of Jenna and all the wonderful fun we had over the two or three years we got to know one another before she had to go.
I guess what I'm saying is that I'll always remember you and hold you in my heart and you're not getting your CD back. I look forward to seeing you again at some point, hopefully in New York since she hates Florida about as much as myself. This one's for you Jenna. Rock on.
I met her in high school along with my best friends, Phil and Will. I think one of, if not the first night I met her, the 5 of us (Will, Sunir--a dark force in this universe), Jenna, Angie--a magnificent person in her own right and myself) went out to a Cuban restaurant named Don Pepe's where I talked with Jenna and Angie and learned that they both enjoyed Stephen King and watching X-Files together because they thought David Duchovny was hot. Aside from the "thinking he's hot" part, I was on the same track as them. Another early memory of Jenna involves the first time I went to Will's old house where Jenna insisted that we listen to a great song that just happened to be "Birdhouse in Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants. This was th first time I had ever heard this song and I was enamored. Then there was the night we all went to our friend Alison's house and watched a really terrible soft core on Showtime. Then there was the last time I ever saw Jenna back in the 1900's. It was the night before she would leave Florida and go to Washington University in the state of the same name. We all spent that night at her house looking at pictures and just hanging out as one does before one will leave for a very long time. And at the end of that night, Jenna gave me her copy of "Reznor Sharp" (her bootleg of Nine Inch Nails at Woodstock '94). Then we all hugged and I went home. That was in August of 1998. I still talk to Jenna on-line and such, but I haven't seen her almost five years. However, the memory remains.
Jenna used to wear this very distinct scent whose name escapes me and a friend of mine here in NYC (Sarah) has recently started wearing it, which always reminds me of Jenna and all the wonderful fun we had over the two or three years we got to know one another before she had to go.
I guess what I'm saying is that I'll always remember you and hold you in my heart and you're not getting your CD back. I look forward to seeing you again at some point, hopefully in New York since she hates Florida about as much as myself. This one's for you Jenna. Rock on.
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