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Paranoid Humanoid
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Willie: You can't drink worth shit.I got drunk for the first time since June 23rd, 2001 (Radiohead at the Gorge). Me Sat night: "Why did I ever quit drinking again? This is sooooo much fun!" Me Sun morning: "Oh, *now* I remember why." 2 beers + 2.5 screwdrivers + 1 Jell-O shot = plastered. I love being a cheap drunk. One funny (and sometimes creepy) thing about Capitol Hill is that about 50% of the people who "dress up" for Halloween didn't have to go further than their closets for their "costumes" (you know what I mean). I was one of them this year as I decided to just wear my high school uniform (the original plan was to go as Go Go Yubari, but I got lazy). It was actually quite well-received despite some unwelcome attention from the Mary Kay Letourneau types. Pictures to come soon.
Friday, October 29, 2004
Diane was right. The world is changing, music is changing, drugs are changing, even men and women are changing. One thousand years from now there'll be no guys and no girls, just wankers. Sounds great to me. It's just a pity nobody told Begbie.So, the guy from Ocean Drive is *not* gay. Apparently my gaydar is completely broken.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Sunday, October 10, 2004
I'm still in shock. He was one of my favorite all-time players.Ditto. The one and only time I got to see him play was back in 2001 when A-Rod made a triumphant return to Seattle as a Texas Ranger. Scotty, AJ and I had just entered Safeco and were heading towards our cheap-seats with beer in each hand when Cammy slammed a homer. It would turn out to be the most fun day I've ever had at a ballpark (despite my now-infamous, drunken, profanity-ridden tirade in front of a bunch of 6-year-olds). Cammy, we'll miss you.
Thursday, October 7, 2004
Wednesday, October 6, 2004
Would ya look at the size of that kid's head! It's the size of a planetoid and it has its own weather system! Looks like an orange on a toothpick! I'm not kidding. That boy's head is like Sputnik -- spherical but quite pointy at parts!You, with the giant freak-head (the one that sits atop your disproportionately puny body): go fuck yourself. Or, maybe I'll just jam a fork into your forehead. (Yeah, I'm bitter. Not quite Svetlana Khorkina-bitter, but bitter nonetheless.)
Tuesday, October 5, 2004
I was content to rock until three or four o'clock in the morning, listening to the hit parade and discovering that each and every song was about me. I might have to listen two or three hundred times to the same song, but sooner or later its private message would reveal itself.I'm once again going through that phase where every song sounds like they were written about me. Damn you, John Mayer. And speaking of John Mayer, he's the 4th artist to make my "music that cheers me up and depresses me at the same time" list. Can you name the other 3?
Monday, October 4, 2004
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