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So. I tried not to drink for two weeks, thinking I had a drinking problem. Here’s where that logic fails: I am prone to over-reacting on account of I am a drama queen. So now that I’ve slapped that little bitch (me) with three days of solid reality I decided to fuck it. I knew this would be difficult. I have what freudians would call an oral fixation. I have to keep puting things in my mouth. Seeing as how I am single this would pose a problem. I might’ve just ate a bunch and become the round faced anti-social shut in I was in high school. I have started smoking a lot more, but the cigs don’t make me feel as sick as when I was drinking all the time.
It’s like the episode of South Park where Randy thinks he’s an alcoholic. Stan tries to tell him that he likes to drink beer so he should, just not so much. Ahh, from the mouths of babes crudley voiced by annoying yet clever adults. I just need to not drink so much if I’m depressed or escaping problems. That’s when I need to turn to the ganja weed. Speaking of which, let’s move on to the next review.

Damn, that’s good.

On the way home tonight I got totally wasted, choked both of my roommates to death and then shaved my head. I would not recomend doing this unless you have a good reason. And if you do, make sure you have plenty of water and food. Hangovers are a bitch.

I was right about the food/water. No hangover. But I am exhausted and look pretty good.

Gray Matter KimmieI’m glad that Josh has started writing a blog stemming from the Boontdusties page. With Gray Matter Kimmie Josh seems to be chronicling some of the important aspects of my patheticaly co-dependent group of friends. Okay, maybe I’m the only one who’s co-dependent, but that’s because I rarley meet people I like, muchless people who become a family to me. So far he has touched on some of the things that I was not around for because we all went to two different high schools in the same district. While Jake ping ponged between the two, KC and I were stuck at the shitty new one, Freedom. All the other cool kids went to Liberty. I met a few of them during high school, but thank God I assimilated into the tribe later on.
While it may seem that the content of this page is only of interest to those involved, I assure you our lives are better than anything you can ever read/watch/hear/feel/taste anywhere.

Oh, man. Hoew could I not have reviewed these befroe? They arew the best cheap beer wiht out resorting to Steel Resercve or other malt liquoer . But im sure everty fucking body knows that.

No words can express the rage and contempt for human life I feel right now.

I don’t know anything about Oktoberfest, except it’s about beer. This beer is good. Beer is good. Oktoberfest must be good.

Still photo, not playable!


About three years ago, my friends Jake and Garrett had this idea to make a movie about saving my life. From what? I don’t know, severe depression? Odd, since both were also susceptible to such emotions. I just watched the rough edit and I have to say it’s great. It’s more about our friends lives when we all lived in Arcata, CA. I promised Garrett I wouldn’t show it to anyone else yet. I’m giving him input and hopefully it’ll be done soon. I’ll keep you posted.

It’s crisp, it’s light, it’s Canadian. Twelve packs were on sale at my work for $8.99, so I thought I’d indulge. I’m sure I’ve had it before, but I don’t remember EVERY beer I’ve ever had…that’s the point. It’s really good for that price. It’s better than PBR, but not as good as other beers that cost $9 a 6 pack. This is what days off of work were made for.

This was suggested to me. I’ve had it before, but I thought I’d try it again. It’s too sweet and the alcohol content is less : (