petey, thank you for your concern.
I am not dead, luckily.
I did however see the TMBG movie, Gigantic, sunday night.
and while watching the movie, oddly enough, this self-loathing/nihilistic/existential/angry train of thoughts kept running through my brain, and I wished I were infront of a computer, but I kept being distracted by how cool the Johns are.
And so this is what unrequited something is like.
Nothing weird is going on. There's no need to be nervous. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.
By the way, which one's Pink?
Still in LA.
Still as fucked up as ever, so fear not, dear reader.
I just feel weird about blogging from someone else's living room.
i am the eternal interloper.
so don't worry about me, I'll be fine, i swear.