Attn Kids.

A couple of things I have been wanting to say to you.

1) If you're interested in trying drugs, I say go for it! They can be really fun. Just don't do too much! And don't get all crazy trying to mix them and stuff. Get a feel for em, do a little bit, and see what works for you. But only do them because you want to, not because someone else told you to.

2) DO NOT HAVE UNPROTECTED SEX! For real, B. Life is LONG. You will have plenty of time to have unprotected sex when you are old, trust me. Until you are 100% ready to deal with any and all of the consequences that could potentially arise, you should be wearing a condom. You don't want to get an STD. That's disgusting. And you DEFINITELY don't want a baby. Ew. Grossest shit possible.

I remember when I was in high school, I had a best friend who had a "serious boyfriend". And they had sex regularly. But then my friend told me she stopped because if she ever got pregnant there was no way she'd be able to handle it. BECAUSE THAT CAN HAPPEN WHEN YOU HAVE SEX.
We were like 16. What she said really stuck with me. She was a very smart girl.
And her boyfriend didn't care. He loved her and was nice.
If your boyfriend cares, and treats you differently, then he is a douche and deserves to be raked in the face.

Ugh. It just makes me so upset that kids feel like high school is the end all be all.
Kids, please remember to BE YOURSELF. I can't stress this enough.
I know high school is very hard, but it'll be over soon, and in the grand scheme of things it is a fucking drop in the bucket.
Don't do drugs because you think people will think you're uncool if you don't.
Don't have unprotected sex just because you think some douchey dude will like you more if you do.

Stay true 2 u. Do what YOU want to do. And your life will be fulfilling.



And if you actually WANT to have a baby at age 16 or whatever then you're just a fucktard and I don't think anything I say will help you. But in that case you probably have really shitty parents too. Oh god.

Songs I Have Covered.

Hello.
Here is a list of all the songs I have covered.

Recorded:
Devo - It's Not Right
Pixies - Cactus
The Beach Boys - Surfer Girl
The Rentals - Naive
Nobunny - I Am A Girlfriend
Blink 182 - M&Ms
The Mission 120 - Just Like I Do
Descendents - Good Good Things
Dale and Grace - I'm Leaving it Up to You

Live:
The Troggs - Wild Thing
Ke$ha - Your Love is my Drug
NOFX - Hobophobic
Screeching Weasel - Totally
Teen Idols - Let's Make Noise

Dreams.

I had a pretty disturbing dream a few nights ago that involved me peeing on someone.
It was just fucked up because in the dream, I was peeing REALLY hard.

haha also

I love it how this blog has gone from "fun and understanding" to "boredom and confusion".

Things will pick up soon. I promise.

None of the boys I have been with are special enough for me.
That's why I'm alone.

(I have to tell myself stuff like that every day so I don't kill myself.)

No but really, I'm not in as bad a mood as I was a couple of days ago.

I am sort of sad now, but I was REALLY sad then.
I cried over spilled milk!!!
To be fair though, it was chocolate milk.


The End.

I am in kinda a bad mood right now.
Which sucks because I'm really high and I feel like it's kinda a waste.
But whatever.
I could be in a bad mood and NOT high, which would just be stupid.
I wanna shave my head.

I just feel like everyone is so fucking lame and unoriginal.
And whatta they get for it?
Their dicks sucked.
It's cuz the world's full of fucking wannabes and followers.
There are just too many people hanging around.

"I hate myself, yet I'm better than everyone."
How does that work anyway?
Weird huh?
You think I'm a bitch now.
I don't care.
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS.
I am PMSing.
Fuck you all.
(Except you....you know I love you baby.)



Anyway, me and my brother went to the Getty Museum yesterday.
It was really nice to get out of the house and go look at some fucking art.
And of course, to spend some quality time with my brother.
He is so sweet.
It was a BEAUTIFUL day as usual, we got to take a tram up into the hills, the museum was HUGE and gorgeous and I'd never been there before.
I was wearing a really short dress and I think you could probably see my ass.
But like I always say, I don't give a shit WHO sees my ass as long as they ain't mad at it.











I love that painting of the two lovers.
They are mythical characters, I forget who they are and who painted it,
but basically she like, really doesn't want him to leave and shit.

I feel u girl.




The End.

Hi

Hi, let me tell you about my weekend.
It was fun!

Actually I will go back a little forther cuz I did stuff that didn't happen during the weekend.

But it was damn close.

THURSDAY in fact.
My friend Dana was in town on business. Dana is a good buddy of mine from Boston who I first met when my old band played with his band I HAVE EARS at Charlie's Kitchen.
He was staying at an incredibly posh hotel in Beverly Hills called The SLS.
I took the bus to Morphine Man's house beforehand. He didn't move yet! Yay!
He is probably the nicest drug dealer ever. I am gonna miss that lil' guy. Actually he is pretty tall.

Then I took the bus to Dana's hotel and we decided to do some drugs and then go eat dinner at the incredibly fancy restaurant in the hotel called BAZAAR.
More like BIZARRE/utter shit.
We got tapas style dinner and everything we tried was disgusting.
It was supposed to be really high end gourmet shit, I think, but it was just so gross. Call me uncultured but I didn't even understand what half of the words on the menu meant. Like WTF is fennel? Is that an animal?
I got gazpacho as one of the plates. Gazpacho! What was I thinking?
I don't even like tomatoes. Certainly not in liquid form and ice-cold.
But I suppose there is enough gazpacho for all. Now isn't there.

So that meal was not appealing and made me puke. Thinking about it actually makes me a little upset.
(Also coulda been and probably was the drugs, but I like them better, so we will place 100% of the blame on this restaurant's jacked up food.)
The rest of the night consisted of Dana getting wasted and the both of us doing drugs and smoking butts in his amazing hotel room and watching The Simpsons and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.
We told each other secrets and talked about a lot of stuff.
We stayed up almost all night and bonded hard.
It was really fun.

The next day, Dana let me share his airport cab with him and dropped me off at home. I slept for the rest of the day EVEN though I said I would go see Crocodiles and Heavy Hawaii at The Echo.

On Saturday morning Heavy Hawaii picked me up and we rode to San Diego together.
We hung around at Matt Bahamas's house, smoked weed, played weird board games (like Pac-Man, which is just as much fun as the action-packed video game of the same name!)
Oh, and I won. I love it when that happens!
I also love it when it is MY turn.
I practiced in their garage.
I ate oatmeal.
I put too much water in it.

Then we went to the show at The Casbah.
It was a pretty amazing show.
Lots of friends were there and Crocodiles kinda blew me away.
I was sort of excited to meet Tamaryn cuz for some reason I thought she was gonna be really nice.
Haha.

Anyway, I forgot all my comics and shirts at home. I got a Crocodiles shirt and it RULES, I am actually wearing it now.
Have been since Sunday.
It might be my new favorite shirt.

After the show, a bunch of peeps went to the Raw Moans house including me.
It was pretty fun and not too outta control.
Everyone there was SOOOOO drunk.
Most of my time at this party was spent doing drugs in Joseph's room and singing along to The Rentals and Blink 182 in the living room with Matt.
Gary let me sleep in his bed. It was extremely soft and comfy.
He slept underneath the kitchen table.

On Sunday I was supposed to get a rideshare with some craigslist creep, but he wanted to leave at 9 am which would have meant about 2 hours of sleep for me, so I told him to fuck right off and slept until noon instead.
Then we got Mexican breakfast at Pokeeeez.

later I worked on my EP cover art, laughed at missed connection/casual encounter posts with Jeff and Gary, smoked weed with Joseph and tried on his jackets, and watched "Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story" with Gary because that movie FUCKING RULES.
He gave me weed candy, new sunglasses, and fed me a pasta meal.


I got a craigslist ride the next morning at around 10 am.
At first I was scared because the dude was driving a bit erratically.
But after he got unlost everything was fine and by the end of the car ride we were both chewing bubble gum and wearing my sunglasses.
(I sorta wanted to take a picture of him wearing them, but I figured it would make him think that Americans are creepy motherfuckers.
I'm not very representative of the general population unfortunately. Or am I?)

Anyway, this was a great rideshare experience.
My companion was a rather delightful Indian man who is studying at LMU and has only been in the U.S. for one month!
He told me about arranged marriage celebrations and how in India there are elephants everywhere jus walkin' around.
I told him about "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and about how fucked up I think it is that the government makes these dumb collectible quarters and shit that you have to pay like $30 for.
He couldn't believe it either.
He said, "This concept is one I have never heard of before!"

I love him.

So that was pretty much my weekend.
It was very nice.
I was very high most of the time and got to hang out with fun people.
And that's all I can ever really ask for.




The End.