"Beard"

R.I.P. Grandma Wholegrains

She was a tough old bird. Didn't go down without a fight. She will be missed.

Risk

The next time we play, we can only attack Jesse.

Dudes

My weekly schedule has yet to be fully established, didn't have class on Monday, and I partied last night like it was a saturday. I don't understand what is happening so far in the semester.

Hilary Clinton is eating robots

according to a shitty showbizspy.com article.

a google search for 'macrorobiotic' yielded no results.

Wendy on Vimeo

Yo check this out, these people have 384 vimeo videos of their kid, starting from 3 years ago all the way up to today. You can watch Jonah grow up in front of your eyes, this is some crazy shit!

http://vimeo.com/user424055

Nevada

I went there last week. Don't go. Everything and everyone is fat, sad, and brown.

Winter Break

I think that might be it for me, yo I think that might be it for me

Writing

Drinking, smoking and writing rules.

Beside the fact that being a writer is essentially like having homework everyday for the rest of your life...it's pretty cool. I could see myself doing this...

beard

i have a small one now.

it's a trap

This snow is a fucking trap!

Snow Angel

"Do the snow angel. Do a fucking snow angel, dude. Dude, do the fucking snow angel. Fucking do it. Do the snow angel, dude. Dude, fucking do a fucking snow angel, dude. Fuck."

-John Cico

adrian

adrian's mom knows we smoke and she seems cool with it!!! probably the best news i have heard this winter break.

...

...nope...more fucking...more drinking...more smoking...more skating...

im almost done with a new song

and it is gonna rape your dicks off. get hype for this one.

Tyler Durden

Yo i finally saw black swan the other night. i enjoyed the movie, but some dumbass girl sat next to us, and her dumbass friend came in 5 minutes after the movie started, and from that point on the first one had to explain every character and plot point to the second one. they were the most obnoxious movie-audience people ever. so i took a shard of glass and stabbed them. then i started bleeding.

...a bummer post...(aka a gay post)...

I don't know why, and I don't know how this happened. Getting drunk, skating, smoking, and fucking chicks seemed to be going pretty well for me -- especially lately. Nothing astounding happened to try and change my mind and no one said anything to derail it, but...

Tonight I went to a party. A girl was shamelessly hitting on me and things were going well. And then suddenly I felt empty...relentlessly, shamefully empty. I felt like I had no meaning in life and that this lifestyle was all a sham. A sham that had trapped me into a false sense of security and robbed me of my intellect, well-being, future, individualism, meaning, identity and hope...

I don't know if it's true. I don't know if it's right. I don't know if it's wrong.

But suddenly I felt like giving it all up.

I don't know how I'll feel about it tomorrow. I don't know how I'll feel about it the next day - or the week after that-- but I felt like giving up drinking, drugs, fucking, smoking, and partying.

Maybe they've just consumed me so long that I've become bored, maybe I have hit rock-bottom, or maybe I had a moment of false revelation...

In any case...I don't know if I should continue or veer off, what I though was, an unlaid trail, littered with the bodies of those who couldn't handle it.

Maybe the fact that I recognize this emptiness is the difference that makes it okay...maybe it's not...

Figured I'd say it while I was still thinking about it and drunk enough to be honest about shit. Who knows? This might be the wakeup call that pulls me out of a dark hole I've been crawling down...or it might be that I just unwittingly took a downer and am actually just experiencing the emotional side-effects of barbiturates.

I don't know how you all feel about this. So...go ahead and tell me...

In any case, fuck The World.

Sorry to ruin the party.

i also want to post something

so i puked on new years for the first time in 11years. fucking yuked all over myself. it felt so fucking good though. i was fucking drunk as shit so hope people enjoyed my calls. my clothes smelled like shit afterwards though and i as kinda thinking of just throwing out my pants cause they were so grose. jesse im sorry i dropped my phone and couldnt finish the call (i doubt you remember). john im sorry i didnt call you (you weere probably fucking the girl though). scott i think i called you but i dont remember. adrian you are a bitch for not picking up.

happy new years boys!

yep

i want to post something, but i haven't done anything cool and nothing cool has happened to me.

congratulations jesse on the super black out, that shit was super funny.

Super Blackout

I feel around. Carpet, my jacket draped over my legs, sweatshirt pillow, no shoes, it's cold, I'm still drunk. My eyes open, kind of. I can see the couch I'm lying behind. I hear people. Sitting up sucks. The party is slowly waking up, people line the couches and chairs of the basement. I steal a spot on the couch.

I listen people recap the night. There is talk of Cheerios, I don't remember Cheerios. There is talk of being upstairs, I don't remember being upstairs. There is talk of vomit, I don't remember vomit.

I think, nothing. I think really hard, nothing. Shit I blacked out.

I get up. Everything hurts. I go up stairs. Caroline walks me through what she remembers. She says I was curled up under the dining room table. Lo and behold, under the dinning room table there are Cheerios scattered in the outline of a curled up person. From there, I was told, I stumbled to the bathroom. Next to the toilet there is a small pile of Cheerios. I lift up the toilet seat. The toilet is covered in puke! (I would later learn that this particular puke was not mine) I close the lid and quickly leave.

The sun is fucking bright.

Last night was the longest I have ever blacked out. There is a significant portion of my night that I don't remember. It also led to the worst hangover. I fought a hour long battle with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The sandwich won. Only now, 7pm, can I say that I am no longer hungover.

Hope you guys had a great New Years.

Love,
Jesse

My Sister's Hot Friend

So last night I got back around 3, drunk as fuck.

We were all swaying around the counter, in my kitchen, when my sister's friend shows me her cell phone. On it read "You are way hotter than this Andrew kid." I wasn't sure what the fuck was going on. She made a second pass at me, but I was still too dumbfounded to comprehend what was going on. I went outside and smoked a butt and when I came back in she was standing by the door. She grabbed me by the corner of my jacket and kissed me. I now understood what was happening.

She sweet talked me back to my room and...yeah...this isn't even a joke...it's ridiculous...