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[20 Mar 2009|01:44pm] |
Hey! We had a little morning visitor:
She was a little sweetie. Although I'm afraid she might've given me fleas.
Cute!
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[20 Mar 2009|12:21pm] |
We're going to Worthing tonight to visit Chloe's grandma. It's another southern beachy town I guess. I'm itching to go north.
London is full of singlespeed and fixed gear bicycles. It gets you so excited! You've got to be some sort of badass to fight backwards traffic in the biggest city I've ever seen on a singlespeed. I loved it so much.
We booked some tickets to fly down to Spain. Our plan is to kind of figure a method back home. I'm excited, but a little nervous. Kind of a blind run, huh?
Things I do miss back home are my cats, my shitty car, my bed and my computer. But England keeps making forget about it. We stumbled into this amazing comic book shop in Brighton the other day where I found a Kochalka book for a pound. I was so jazzed! Everywhere you look there's cheap record stores and comic book shops. The motherland!
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[19 Mar 2009|05:39pm] |
Miss you 'losepher.
-Eli from England
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[09 Mar 2009|09:48am] |
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Everyone's driving all wonky here. I've been telling them all they're on the wrong side of the road, but they all look at me like I'm crazy.
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[26 Feb 2009|01:32pm] |
Workin' right now and I'm kind of having an epiphany of sorts. They had a surprise going away potluck for me and it made me really happy.
Seems like most of the entries made here are really negative and downbeat. It kind of sums up my mentality for most of the time I've spent here in the desert since moving back over a year ago. It's too easy to stew on such bad shit and awful thoughts that it kind of consumes your thinking after a while. I'm going to try and for the next couple of days to just not worry about little things and move on from the past damage that's been done. Hopefully it doesn't go back in my face.
Carlos, Chloe and I all hung out the other night and it felt really good. Those dudes make me feel so at home it's a shame we're leaving. I want more of that. I think Carlos and I are going to get Simpson's tattoos before I leave. Just as a reminder of our friendship. I think I'm getting a portrait of Lenny and Carl with a heart border. I think he's getting serious Skinner.
Anyway, I think I'm going to retire this website and create one of those blogspot blogs to kind of chronologically write about my time in Europe. I'm going to send the link to all of my library coworkers, so it's going to be a lot more PC than this thing has been. I'm going to miss writing, "fuck" every two words.
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[24 Feb 2009|03:47pm] |
Last night I came up on Advance Wars: Days of Ruin and I swear to god I'm more addicted to this than I was with Oblivion. It's like chess with mini tanks and helicopters. I can't help but be afraid that this is like Ender's Game or something and I'm really controlling real people. Not really ... I'm not worried about that.
Back at Carlos' means a lot more random faces of people I haven't seen in months. I'm going to roll out of this desert just like that Simpson's episode, with my fist out the window, shouting "so long stink town!"
Timmy stole the internet last night by taking back his router adapter thing. I spent like three hours with this new PCI antenna one trying to get the same signal strength so I could play Left for Dead. What am I becoming?
See you later, stink town.
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[22 Feb 2009|12:00pm] |
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Ok online journal, here's a funny story for you;
I recently obtained these little 3mg mind erasers called "Xanax."
Thinking that I would have a blast with these I was more than excited to take a few.
So, so far every morning post taking these I can't remember anything. I get, "yeah dude, like when we went and rode bikes around Indio, remember?" Which then translates to me going ".... umm ... oh yeah! I remember (not really.)"
Basically I'll ingest one of these little bad boys, pass out harder than I've ever fallen asleep, wake up in a completely zombie like state, do zombie like things that will get me more fucked up and then pass out for good. Whoever or whatever convinced me that this would be a good idea is an asshole. The worst part of it too is being in this fuzzy zombie world and looking in my little pill pouch thinking I had way more than I did. Kinda like ... "wait, didn't I have four? There's only two in here ... What the fuck? Did I take two? I couldn't have taken two more of these! That's too much!" End fucking transmission, flash to a completely different event.
All in all the rest went in the trash with just that much more of my already endangered brain cells. Woo! I'm and idiot!
On a lighter note it's less than two weeks before me and my baby are off to the UK. For good I hope! Fuck Southern California and fuck my bad decisions I make out of boredom and frustration. I love you Ccccchhhhhllloooeeee!
After work I'm going to play Sims 2 so fucking hard. I need to make WooHoo with three different Sims ... I think I can do it.
Later journal,
Eli
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[06 Feb 2009|10:33pm] |
Comes a time in every man's life when they gotta just accept the fact that
METAL RULEZZZZZ!
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[05 Feb 2009|06:26pm] |
The news is at my work right now filming a PSA for something called "Reading Across America." I like the dudes tag line, "This year's theme is 'Reading is cool,' so get chillin and be part of the celebration!"
That's chill!
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