those freshmen aren't innocent...

today i feel: up and down
today i'm hearing: animal planet
today i'm thinking: there is way too much nameless shit hitting the fans of my life

I was packing up to go to rehearsal today and pulled out my hand too fast. There was this ridiculous amount of artistically-splattered blood all over my ring finger. At first I thought it was juice or something, but no. It was blood. Artistically splattered. It's a small cut, but surprisingly deep. No idea what did it. In related news, I discovered a bruise on my forearm that I hadn't noticed obtaining. I believe these to be symbolic in some sense, but I also spent my morning with that bastard Rush.

Ow. I'm putting a band-aid on this again.


'Eric! Did you just say the f-word?!?'
'...Jew?'


I find myself at the very dawn of a rather unoccupied weekend. Not sure how I feel about this. It's a wonderful prospect, though. I've begun this couple days of freedom with a rousing screening of Jesus Christ: Vampire Hunter. That, my friends, is cinematic gold. I think I will show it to everyone I know. You were warned.

And now I think I will brush my teeth, curl up in bed, and watch the South Park movie. My language will be stupendously vulgar by the morrow. Huzzah!