Saturday, January 22, 2005

Howard Stern cheers as FCC Chairman Michael Powell announces he is resigning

This is good, maybe I'll flip from the satellite radio to "regular" radio occassionally again. I doubt it though. I love satellite radio; I'm currently listening to the dance section of the programming. I want to have sex while listening to the "Chill" station on Sirius. I've got to get the boom box for my bedroom to do that. I'll get it today at Radio Shack. I need new tapes for the camcorder, speaking of sex. Gotta get the sheets out of the dryer. Holy shit, am I thinking out loud?

Went home, did laundry, fell asleep last night. Not bad for a Thursday night. Too bad it was a Friday. I'm lame. Missed out on hanging with Gregster.

Congratulations to YMike and Jenna on the birth of their daughter Zoey.

Monday, January 17, 2005

Sobriety and clarity is not all that it's cracked up to be. I'm gonna start going to church, or working out, or something. Got a gym membership lined up soon, I think. Got a shrink lined up, too. I can't tell if these are my happiest or unhappiest days. I need a doctor to tell me. People liked me better when I was drunk, I fucking know it.

Is it okay that I'm more attracted to Ashlee Simpson than Jessica? Is it okay that I sit here thinking about that shit?

Get me a Jack and Diet Coke.



Sunday, January 16, 2005

Everyone was iced in yesterday in East County. We chained up my girlfriend's car and I dropped her off at work so I could drive myself to the movies. I think I'm the first guy to go to the movies by himself since Lee Harvey Oswald. I saw Meet the Fockers which I could take or leave. Meet the Parents pretty much exhausted every gag the film makers had. I enjoyed it, and I would have thought it was a great film if I didn't know that 'Parents' existed.

I'm hardly drinking at all. No more than two drinks if any at all. I've lost a little under ten pounds since New Years putting me 20 pounds less than when I moved out here two years ago.

GOOCH:out