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Name: Andrew Birthday: 11/14/1981 Gender: Male
Interests: Favorite Song...at the moment - Going To California
Favorite Sexual Posisch- Ass To Ass
Favorite Person - Your Mom
Favorite Frugal Pass time - Your Mom Expertise: Music Occupation: Artist Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: Centaur Eff
Member Since:
1/2/2004
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| Title - Who Likes Popsicles?
I like popsicles. Shit, I fuckin love popsicles almost as much as I love summer love. The only problem is...I can't buy summer love at the fuckin grocery stizore. I have no fucking idea where the hell my mojo has been since I moved to this fucking town. I love Austin too, don't get me wrong. But it's like fuckin hard for me to find a chick, you what i'm sayin? Anyway I like popsicles. So ladies if you're out there I hope you like popsicles as much as I do. | | |
| - Going To California Alright. So I got blessed by a hobo the other night. I gave him a 50 cents for some beer, and then he waves his hands throws out some jibberish and walks off. Nothing right? Wrong. For the next five consecutive days I would run into an insignificant person from my past, a different one every day. So now I present you with this question. Coincidence? Some Eastern cultures would disagree, for it is believed by them that necromancers and magicians are foul people who live outside the rules of society and are more or less bums. So the next time a hobo tells you he spoke to god, ask him about what he said. You never know, maybe the next Jesus Christ is just some bum who can't catch a fucking break. | | |
| What Bitch What?
So my fucking car just passed inspection today. I feel like a father to my car now, on account of all the stress and money I've spent on her the last couple of weeks. Anyway, so I've been wanting to start a band for a long time. Well, that little fucking annoying reality show some of us have lovingly titled EXISTENCE has just given me a stroke of good luck. And a long, sensual, lubed stroke at that. I think I might be getting a band started soon. It's with this guy named Larry, he struck me as odd when I first met him, but who the fuck cares. He dresses well, and that's enough for me. Anyway, how have you been? | | |
| Hi, hows it going.
Today in my pathetic little universe, I decided that I want to go to Austin College so that I can spend a year in Munich. And I'm having a hard time really sealing the deal because money is getting in the way. I wish money wasn't so damn important. I think im just gonna do it though. After all, this is an opportunity that will never come along for the rest of my life. If I don't take it, then I know that I'll regret it till the day I die. I really want to be able to look back on my life and say that I was lucky enough to have accomplished everything that I wanted to. I don't know, the game of life hasn't always exactly been my strong suit. We'll see what happens. And Now time for the black weather - "Its GONNA RAIN" | | |
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New Years = happy?
So ya know what I hate, people that when they get on these journal things, they get all depressed and shit about this or that. Well, I don't wanna be one of those people. I must say the latter half of 2003 wasn't bad and ya know it wasn't to terrible either...it was...it was...Intershting. I can't wait to get this year started. For some reason I can't help but think that this year is going to be different. I think this is the year where your'e going to see an Andrew with a little more stuff to him. A guy who might surprise you every once in a while. I really feel like I'm starting to become a man. Not in the pubic hair sort of way, which is hopefully yet to come, but in the way of being somebody you can count on. So I guess this is my way of saying that if you need anything this year, I'll try to keep my schedule open. | | |
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