Monthly Archives: March 2007

Highway to Hell


I have a son on the way, and I have music. Aside from those two things, everything sucks. Seriously, what a fucking disaster this life is. My body is a mess, my mind is a mess, my future seems darker than ever, and I catch shit for every fucking thing I do (or more frequently, don’t do).

I’m not sure why it’s been hard for me to post in this thing lately. I want to spill my guts, because I have plenty to spill, trust me. Uggh.

And let me say, now that the weather is getting a little better, it sucks even more to live in the suburbs. I get to drive past my awesome ex-apartment every Monday on my way to work. I miss my scooter. I miss my Jeep. I miss being young.

being young > being older

alive and kickin’

For the last couple of weeks, my baby-momma has called me over to her once or twice a day to feel the baby move when she feels it. I would reach over, place my hand on the big melon… and I wouldn’t feel a friggin’ thing. I think I may have felt one tiny bump,Continue Reading

What should I name my son?

Now that I know it’s a boy, I’m going to need a name. If anyone out there has a good suggestion, by all means send it my way. As I mentioned once before, I have a set of guidelines that I’m sticking to. They aren’t 100% required, but so far the formula seems like aContinue Reading


YES! It’s official, my son has a penis! The moment I heard “it’s a boy”, it felt like a huge weight was lifted. I’ve spent a couple of weeks preparing myself for the news that it would be a girl, just in case. This rules.

I hate the suburbs.

As expected, living in the suburbs totally sucks ass. I spend most days trapped in this lame apartment with nothing to do, and nowhere to go. In the city I was surrounded by just about everything I could need or want, and it was all within walking distance (or a short scooter ride). Down hereContinue Reading