the trouble with thinking about auto restoration (specifically, restoration of The Car) is, you see, that it makes me want more cars, every time i stumble across another example of a fine restored machine. for the longest, longest time i wanted a 1964 mustang convertible in candy apple red. now, this one happens to be […]
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so, having a conversation with a friend today. this friend has the magical — from my point of view — ability to go to bars and hook up with a chick. like, without thinking about it. this friend also has the magical ability to complain that he never gets laid, for which i suspect him […]
one of the things that i hate a great deal about myself is that i’m generally very aware of the implications of the things i do. (not always, but generally. usually the things i don’t think about are spoken out loud.) for example, i don’t eat a cookie without feeling guilty, even if i really […]
i think that i don’t usually remember my dreams. sometimes i do, but not usually. lately, though, i’ve been both remembering my dreams, and irritated by them, because they keep involving real people, and i don’t really want that. in fact, i think it’s safe to say that given the degree of fuckedupitude of many […]
