mendacity

done!

fuck. i’m having lunch with juliya. at 1130a.

and i’m past tired and back to awake again.

i got home a little while ago from dinner with the boys, or what’s left of them, and shtim, which was surprisingly (vaguely) really excellent. i had a good time. it’s weird - as much as i can trash people, i always enjoy being around them. and i wouldn’t trash people that […]

xxx fucking owns.

as does anti-mlb signage. bet you can’t guess which one is my favorite.

(oh, fine, i bet you can.)

what an annoying day. i’ve blocked it all out already, except for the cable modem sucking. i am less than impressed with wideopenwest, but i am more than impressed that i made such a great rhyme.

on top of all that, i’m having a lot of difficulty swallowing and i don’t know why. […]

in honor of keef’s blog redesign, of which he is exceedingly proud because he’s a good little boy, i am updating mine.

(actually i just wanted to share this brief excursion into WHY WE REGRET POSTING OUR CRUSHES ON THE INTERNET.)

JoStephi: you are famous

JoStephi: i was running with my group (training for that half-marathon)

JoStephi: with a […]

so other than moving dear brother to the other side of the state, i bookended the weekend with the pistons intl tourney held at the palace. turkish, argentine and lebanese national teams playing each other and a team of worthless usa “free agents”, aka local scrubs. the games were okay, not too exciting, […]

oh my GOD THE NEW JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE SONG IS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!

okay, i’m 12.

still.

but holy shit it is brilliant. BRILLIANT.

BRILLIANT.

last night i literally listened to it nonstop for an hour. i am such a fucking pathetic disgusting loser.

oh well!

off to the movies, tra la la.

we moved gabe to kzoo today. the house is very.. dirty. big, though. and they have a week to de-dirt it before school starts so hopefully it will someday be in good enough condition for me to visit.

it was a long day, and no other families except dear evan’s dad showed up […]

this makes my stomach hurt, like, a lot. i don’t know why.

i’m very confused right now.

i want to write something good. and i think maybe i can. if only i knew where to start.

i started getting all panicky and mindracey about sleeping. then i went in the bathroom and stood frozen for a couple of minutes, one hand on the faucet lever, druggy mcpillpill in the other, listening to the buzz of the fluorescent light. shook it off, popped, swallowed. now i’m even more nervous. […]