still night, except for all of the atoms in my body.

okay, this informercial gave me an idea.

but i can't say it because it's self-destructive!

i'm watching an infomercial, and this "edge" program changed quincy jones' life? what the fuck. what the fuck? what the fuck!

princess diana? nelson mandela? clinton? the paul mitchell hair guy?

i need to get a notebook so i can write down all of these seemingly trivial observations and self-entertaining commentary, because.

because i wonder sometimes,

i wonder about myself.

and really, i'm the only one who

should.

rivers cuomo has a personal profile and a band page on myspace. i don't know why i'm writing this here. i just think it's rad.

deep inside of a parallel
universe

everyone should understand that kids are going to get wasted and do stupid shit. just as long as we don't end up in the trauma care unit near the e.r., things will be just fine.

happy life.