myspace is being a bastard so i'll just write something here.

had an unholy amazing weekend. went to los angeles with the ever-wonderful mr. blake and took a little journey over to jay and silent bob's secret stash. and who was working behind the counter of the shop? jason mewes (aka JAY) himself. we were like giddy nerds in happy geek land.

that night, i went to a club with my friend g and her daughter zoe, and we saw some big-time celebs like tom arnold and david spade. woO! rockstar and champaign is delightful.

i am so fucking lazy i don't even feel like writing in this journal lately. what's wrong with me? i was doing such a good job.

i need to get my hands on some more astronaut food. so far, the only places i know that sells the stuff is science museums. i just know that i need some, and fast. i polished off my last ration of freeze-dried cinnamon apples while taping the last episode of the venture bros.

homework, fatigue, insanity... what else is new.