Trembling into the background
A Spoon propels itself out of it’s Soup.
As already Fished Mouth
And Frog mouthed Drink
The Liqour of Indolence
And all things sink.
Listening to Peaches
Which When drunk is pronounced Peachhes
Hmmm
Film school shit….
Working on Pre-Production for my 16-mm Film Production class right now…
The Script is Called “Space Pirates” (Not written by me)
Which Garuantee’s beyond any shadow of doubt
That even if the movie is Shite’
Production itself will still be alot of Fun…
I mean Hell We’re Building the Inside of a Space Ship on 32×32 Sound Stage.
It’s going to be amusing…
….
Other then That…
Dating Sucks
I’m Also back to being in pretty Good Shape
I’ve Got Peck Boobs and Fit in 32 W 34 L jeans again (Which I haven’t been since I was like 17)
(More Free Drinks for Me)
Oh Vainity
Going to a Play Tommorrow, The Monorail Inferno
It’ll hopefully be a good night
And then on Sunday
The Red Jumpsuit Apparattus
A Band I’ve never Heard a single song of
But a friend is going to see it, and I have nothing better to do.
One Interesting story to tell from this Week.
I Went to a “Cosmic” party…
(Space Themed…)
It was kinda dead, but this stalker chick called a friend of mine
(She Wants to Pee in His Mouth… Yes, Literally)
And She was Throwing a Party at her house…
So a Group of us Decide to go Crash It…
Because were Rapscallions and Ne’er-do-wells
The lot of us.
So we Show up at what was actually a friend of hers birthday party
Dressed Like
A Green Space Lobster (Claws and All), a Cyborg assassin and Me in a Five Dollar Leather Jacket (all ripped to hell)
And Then we Proceed to Drink, with super human swiftness,
Their Entire stock of Liqour
And Leave.
It was a pretty good time
(When they asked me what liqour I brought, when they were almost out, I Just pointed at a bottle and said “That”
And finished pouring my drink… Knowing full well that the bottle I Pointed to was Theirs)
It’s fun when guys try to be tough, and are Basically Gigantic Cowards…
Anyway
thats all from me…
Whats up with you?
-The End-