Hence the Blog name.

It's really late on sunday night/monday morning, I'm wide awake, and out of smokes. This is not a good position to be in. I'm also very broke and miles away from the nearest kroger that will sell booze at this hour. I've read every book and watched every movie in the house. I just spent twenty minutes laying on the couch staring at the ceiling and listening to the radio. It's amazing how tremendously terrible 99x is at this hour. I imagine most radio stations kind of suck at this time of night though.

Savannah was fun this weekend, even though most of it was spent in a mixing booth getting precious little accomplished because SCAD has no idea what the phrase "proper acoustics" means. Free pizza courtesy of E.V.'s roommate and Do's and Dont's commentary while dressed like shit outside a trendy lil' coffee shop were episodes of delightful irony. It's always nice to get out of town. Now if only I could get over this whole probation thing, maybe I could travel more than a few feet. I really want to get out of this state. For good. I'd love to leave and never look back. It's not that I want to run (My baggage is coming with me, motherfucker! This shit is designer!), it's that I want to travel again. I've lived in Atlanta longer than I've ever lived anywhere else. I guess I'm what certain dumb hippie cunts I've met would call a "wayward spirit". I've just been sitting here for so damn long my ass has fallen asleep. I want to wake it up again. I love the discomfort of putting myself into situations from which there is no easy reprieve. That seems to be the way my life goes anyway. I may as well enjoy it.

Well, time for a late night walk to the chevron to buy smokes with quarters and a mail coupon. By the way, I love the camel coupons. They're like food stamps for college age smokers. I guess it's appropriate that they'd be targeting us, since we're their only remaining legitimate demographic.

HOLY SHIT! I just noticed that the new Pearl Jam single has a harmonica part in it! This song just got so much cooler! Now I'm going to be the badly dressed white kid shaking his ass down P.I.B. in the middle of the night.

I really need to pick up a good drug habit.