raining mud

it's pouring rain in kansas city and will be all day. snow will come tomorrow. it sucks that i'm at work and not voting right now. i can also imagine myself being very happy with a steak at this juncture in my life. a steak would be tangible at this point.

HAD A PRETTY RAD TIME THIS WEEKEND.
friday night: went and saw LEON THE PROFESSIONAL at screenland with a bunch of folks. THAT MOVIE RULES EVERYTIME! afterwords david and suzie had some people over. david demands to listen to megadeth at all times. this is an admirable trait. he named his fucking cat megadeth. that's awesome. nachos, dude.
CHEERS to drinking beer in a movie theater.
JEERS to having to wake up at 8:30AM Saturday.

saturday night: we went to see the architects/outlaw at the architects practice space. it's right next to pancho's. it's the place you always see hipsters running in and out of and you're kinda like "where are those guys going?" but then you really DON'T CARE that much because you're wasted and for some reason that means you're going to pancho's. man, if the police really want to control underage drinking they should just turn pancho's into some kind of drunk trap/deathcamp. "don't you worry, it's only a burrito" i really can't even eat that shit. i tried once, and it didn't work out in the slightest.
afterwords, we partied at chez charlie's and then my house. it was good to see clare, wish it could have been for longer though.
CHEERS to outlaw and architects for both turning in solid preformances/clare for being awesome and in town for like 36 hours.
JEERS to dumb kids who only come to myspace shows.

sunday: ate breakfast at mama's (i still haven't been able to finish even a HALF order of biscuits and gravy from here. i'm not a breakfast eater, really. though, we usually go when i'm hungover and not high so...how do you really expect me to eat anything?), hung out at thraknar's house and then went out to nick's for the SUPERBOWL. terry bradshaw cussed on the air (I'M SURE OF IT), the game was pretty fucking boring until the end, most of the commercials were dumb, but we all had a good time. nick's mom's food was MOST EXCELLENT, and the company was totally non-heinous. jimmy, fran, dracula, flan, lisa, chris, larry, judge, nick, isaac, chas, joy and i all had an awesome time.
CHEERS to the ah-loe's for being very accomidating/the giants for fucking owning the lame-ass patriots.
JEERS to stupid talking babies making me feel weird.

i'm looking forward to chicago and spain and my birthday in the next few months here. the valentine's day present i wanna get joy is $60 bucks. maybe if i work really hard the ol' bosshole will give me a nice fat valentine's day raise!!! fingers crossed!