www.neil.blog memo to myself. do the dumb things i gotta do. touch the puppet head.

my life is so bizarre sometimes
i feel so awful about everything
oversleeping and still being zoned out all day

i got a new(ish) car, i turned 20, i lost my vcard. ollllllld news

tsam’s every day, too much coffee, i hate working so much and i miss school, i hope i can go back

i feel like only 3 people understand me most days (ac.cm.rm), but i’m thankful for everyone else

and i lost my canon (i think someone stole it out of my car while the mechanic had it) and i hate my new camera

also if the me of NOW had met you, instead of the 2005 version, i’m pretty sure things would be different (in a good way) and it wouldnt have taken me so long to fall in love and this really depresses me but i will figure it out someday

the only things that made me happy today were sleeping, knitting, meatloaf, and jeopardy. i’m an old man. work was awful today, i don’t know if i can do this 40-hour week thing. it’s not even the 40 hours, it’s how much work i’m doing.. i don’t know

i really want to cry right now

oh yeah i think my brother just got thrown out, or left, my dad is sleeping on the couch, my mom is bawling. where is glenn, i’m so exhausted i don’t even care

realizing opinions i’d previously held on certain things were more speculation. how can you have an anti-____ stance until you’ve tried it? you can imagine what you’d do in certain situations but when it comes down to it, who knows what will happen-

my car broke and i don’t know how to buy a new one

i just accepted a promotion .. with no pay increase until july. it’s been 7 months since the last one.. so i will be doing more work for the same pay. this is silly but it means i’m also full time now, and i can’t pass that up. but how will i wake up for 9 every day.. and how will i get there

i think i’ve been happier lately.. until the meds wear off

here are some photos for no good reason

i can’t afford to develop any more

this entry wasn’t about anything

minus

equals

I LOOK 12 AGAIN, i kind of love it

photo/haircut credit to ana

hay internet!

also, someone sent me one of those livejournal roses, it was kind of cute. let’s hold hands.

-the Happy Birthday Mike Leslie store blog recently featured yours truly modeling two fine items, currently for sale in the store. I believe I do so quite stunningly. photo credit: Jacob Berendes.

HBML, Worcester’s #1 visionary junk shoppe, is holding the 2007 DIORAMARAMA. I have been called out by numerous people on numerous occasions for pronouncing the 3rd syllable in “diorama-rama” with a hard “A” sound, while using a harder “A” in the 5th syllable. Regardless, this is a shoebox diorama exhibit. So make one. Everyone is. My mom is. Also, I hear Snow Ghost mousepads are for sale.

-Sean and I made a call to the Suburban Home Records Drunk Dial Hotline whilst intoxicated on New Year’s Eve. Click that link to hear me yell about girls, Garth Brooks, Kerouac, Sean not wearing pants, and my favorite albums of the year. Sean and I sing the Hold Steady. Kendall laughs in the background for the duration of the call. I do not remember making this call. I highly encourage you to a)regularly read the Suburban Home blog, and b)call their DD hotline while you are drunk. Hilarity ensues. (303)-800-6DUI.

ALSO in Suburban Home news: Drag the River is opening for/playing as the backing band for Rocky Votolato on his upcoming tour THIS IS EXCITING. Great Scott in Allston, March 31. Owen (Mike Kinsella) is also playing!

FINALLY, you can pick up the new Cassavettes album HERE. Bostoners, these guys are gonna be huge so get into it now so next year you can be like “shit i saw those guys play at some VFW before anyone had any idea who they were and now they’re all in Rolling Stone and shit.” Well, they’re playing at the Paradise on Jan 19. I’ve seen these dudes at the Middle East a couple times and it’s so great.

It’s so easy to get carried away with blogs! Blog me and I’ll blog your blog. It’s nice.

I just got one thing to say: That one thing about the Snow Ghost that hasn’t already been said by the Snow Ghost, has already been said by the Snow Ghost.

My dad told me never to bring any boyfriends back to the house. That hurts. I was reading this so, I mean. What. I can take people cracking jokes, or just being stupid (“u wearin girls jeans u fukken faggit lol” comments from meatheads and brohams), but from my father? I’m all about joking around but what he said was purposefully mean. It also sucks to know that he’s not unconditionally behind me and I can’t really talk to him about anything, which is funny because he left me MYSPACE comments (check it) to the contrary. I guess I got my hopes up.

What the fuck is up with this new LJ interface, I don’t like it.

Here is an lj-cut and beneath it are some recent photographs, you have already seen them if we are flickr buddies. You can click the photos to see them larger, or a description, or to leave comments or whatever.

I got a 50-pack of Polaroid 600 film for Giftmas, and bought a new camera for $4 at Goodwill, so there are some instant photos in here..

and here is one of me juggling some squishy rubber tentacleballs, photo by Sean, caption by Pat:

Anyhow I have a bunch more film, and I have some nice Kodak VC and NC film (free!) and I’d love to take your picture so let’s hang out and I will take your new Myspace default.

Some fucking hooker just called me a homo. a beggar told me to never forget grunge and kurt cobain. where is a liquor store? toronto.

Entered Canada. a border guy at customs yelled at me for making that water drop noise with my mouth and made me wait in the car. it is illegal to smile here.