9.29.2002

I talked to Al tonight. It sucked because the reception on my phone sucks a whole lot here.
I put my hair up in tails all over my head. Robo. Stuff.
I learned that Long Beach is close to L.A. tonight.

9.25.2002

Just gimme a beer!!

I don't know why but a nice cold mug of beer sounds like the best thing in the world to me right now.

Work...
Sleep...
drugs...
sleep...
Work...

9.20.2002

I was working on my book this morning (I should say afternoon since I went to sleep at 6 this morning and got up at 2) and I was trying to figure out why anyone would want to read my book. I wonder if Bukowski felt the same way while he was working on his first book. I think if he can get a book published about wandering around trying to find a kick or a girl then I can too.
I went for a skate this morning before I went to sleep and it felt great. I've been working on my kick-flips a lot and it's paying off. My flips are more consitant I just need to start landing them.

9.19.2002

Well, here in the midwest the seasons are already starting to change... Bluck!!! Man I was hoping to be ready to leave by now but things got off to a rough start after I quit Kingfish. Things are looking up again though and hopefully I'll be getting a job in Seymour that pays a lot more and I can get more hours working.

I was playing Chess today with Harry (my step-mom's father) and he destroyed me. Chess is very much like life: look around before moving, you must always be as ready as possible, defense and offense go hand in hand. Sometimes you just don't know what move life will take next, but hopefully you'll see it coming and take appropriate action.

For awhile I was struggling with the way the world was headed but now I'm just not worried anymore. What will happen will happen regardless of what I do or say. Now I'm not saying that I won't give in to the corporation or to religion, or any other corrupted institution out there. I'm just saying that I'm going to do the best for myself that I can do without fucking anyone over in the process.

Lindsay, I miss you too. I'll be in California as fast as my working class hands can allow.

9.15.2002

The open mic went great.
I started off with a Nirvana cover (actually it's the Vasaleans sp?) Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. After I played it I said "if you don't know who that was you suck." and out of like 70 people 4 of them yelled out Nirvana. It's a sad sad world when everyone's forgotten grunge. I decide that I'm not punk rock at all last night, I'm just a hard-core grunge skater kid. Not to put a title to who I am; just a representation of some of the things that partly influence who I am.
After that I played an original that most people seemed to have liked.
"the next songs theme is Capitalism will get you killed" Now to say that in front of a mostly upper-class conservative crowd I'm surprised I wasn't pulled of stage and beaten by a few football guys. But the only thing I could hear was a little feedback so I slammed into my last song "the exploitation song"
Walking off-stage I could hear the MC trying to figure out what to say. I Loved It!! I'm sure I blew some people away and I did it with a musical instrument; what a rush. I packed up my guitar and headed into the crowd to find Cera and some friends of mine. I actually got some mean looks from some of the jock looking guys. That just made me feel even better about my performance.

Tommorow night I'm going down to Louisville to skate the park. It's going to be great. I have yet to skate there with my good friend Johnathan so I'm stoked. He's really good so I can't wait to see what he can do there. And I've gotten a lot better so I want to show him a few things too.

9.11.2002

Capitalism will get you killed...

I'm playing an open mic night on Sat. and I've been going through my songs trying to find two good ones that I should play. I've been skating more lately now that I have a board again. I badly want to go to Louisville again.

9.06.2002

THings here suck and they will never get better. Over my lifetime hanover has become so filled with Jerry Springer guests it's ridiculous everyone I talk to has a kid, or a sister who's knocked up by their cousin, people in jail, I hate it with all of my being. There is so much bullshit in this town that people just let happen and almost seem to be OK with it. I was talking to this guy I went to school with (I don't think he graduated) and he asked me how I was doing and I told him that every day in hanover is the worst day of my life, and to that he got offended and told me how much he loved it here. I think my heart stopped momentarilly and when I realized that it was his loss it started back up again.
THat's a pretty good explanation of how life is for me right now. I found out about this job in seymour where I can work 3 days a week and make $400 every week. Unfortuanatly it's at the Wal-Mart distro and you know how much I hate Wal-Mart.