Out two nights in a row, and 800 before that. I am going to be surrounded by people for the next 5 days. Ouch. I am buying some shi – boring!

So we went to the first two shows of our little run last night. I was ready to murder anyone with dreadlocks I saw by the second night. The blatant disregard for others astonishes me. I refuse to give handouts to the homeless and/or jobless. Anyway, drugs made it more fun.

Speaking of drugs, I rolled a joint in the men’s room here at work on Tuesday and I was sitting on the toilet backwards, using the back of it to roll on. The lock on the bathroom doesn’t really work well, and generally people knock when they need to get in. Of course one of the new temp guys didn’t knock and came in and saw me hunched over the back of the toilet, presumably thinking I was jerking off or something.

This morning while sitting in traffic in this area where there are houses, doctor’s offices, and I thought of who was fucking in the woods. Teenage girls and soccer coaches locked up in a 69 position in the woods.

Oooh, I currently have a Skrewdriver box set on my desk someone brought in. Jealous?

I think

I was happy to see a few old friends show up for both nights of our gigs last weekend. I thought we played good. It was hot inside the club. Drug. A drug to go on stage in front of people that I can get high off just about 98% of the time.

Punk rockers should all be murdered and stuffed into a dumpster behind Star Market.

before & after