haha today i was gonna do homework. lets see, i have a publishing test on tuesday, a management teston wednesday, and econ on thursday. then is spring break! (it sure doesnt feel like spring, i should have gone to school in jamaica, i thought this was south??) well after i woke up and read a couple sentences, i ended up showering, watching nascar, jerking off, going to burger king, playing nba street, watching the simpsons and shit, re organizing/consolidating my records, showering again, probably some other creepy shit, and writing a e-journal to my homies, and i still havent done shit at 2 o clock. not that i guess i care, except i have to work at 9 tomorrow and im not even fucking tired, i guess thats what i get for sleeping til 4 all weekend. by the way i have 94 7"s, does anyone have any suggestions for number 100? i want it to be something good. hopefully i'll die before i get to 1000.

i guess i dont have anything to write aboutexcept how lazy i am. i need a job as a farmer who doesnt grow anything.

i guess this is technically my least favorite college semester of my life. thank god i got so many electronic things to keep me happy. and drums so i can pound shit out!! both of my best friends in nashville last semester arent here anymore, i thought i had it rough then! however im a week away from halfway through it. next semester i will live in a house with my friend matt, and either put on shows, put out records, or put out in general. then the semester after that i might go to new york and be a soldier (intern) for immortal technique, at least im gonna try. then the one after that i could intern at epitaph records if i wanted. all i really wanna do though is play softball. and have one fucking piece of comfortable furniture. what growing up is is systematically disproving your any of your hopes and wishes, until you find something as practical and moderately entertaining as your educational and/or financial situations allow for you to accept. well i wont go!