The short title is: I am Bored as Fuck.

Bat is at work, Snate is working as per the usual and I am eating the piza. It is tastying good.

So, NC State beat UNC today in football. Didn't see that coming. Russell Wilson led NC State with 31 touchdowns on the year and the offense was stellar after a week one disappointment. Still, they finished 5-7. They beat Pitt (who lost twice all year and UNC-- two ranked teams and they finished 5-7. Their defense was terrible. That's all I'm saying.

The man came with the piza and he has made me hapy.

I haven't said much about it, but I got a girlfriend now. It's weird, but I like her so it's cool. So, this livebloggle won't be about loneliness. Maybe some crippling depression, but no loneliness. I know this disappoints some of you, but take it from me. You don't really care.

64 slice piza, extra crust

Burton and I are having a stimulating discussion on Jim Morrisson's alternalte lives. Funy. Listening to the Life and Times. Allen Epley is awesome.

Wow, commentators love Tim Tebow.

I-pod shuffle: Low.

I haven't been able to write a word in weeks. Not even a writer's block... I've just been mentally sluggish. Maybe "Drinking With British Architects" is all I have. That's fucking depressing.

Especially since half that book seemed like it was filler (ONLY 6 BUCKS YOU GUYS!!!! 4 IF I CAN DELIVER IT IN NYC!!!!)

I pod shuffle: Built to Spill

Future liveblog entry (2029): Now that Texas has succeeded from the union (gay marriage being the cause), they have started charging to get into Austin for SXSW: New Texas. Prices are astronomical, even for bands. Pitchfork.tx sucks too.

Future liveblog entry (2029): This Grizzly Bear reunion show is shit. These dudes are only in it for the money now.

Future liveblog entry (2029): I lost my keys in the cushions of the fucouchbedton. Good thing I have a hologram spare set.

Future liveblog entry (2029): My wife sucks.

Future liveblog entry (2029): New Coke is pretty good. This gluten-free wheatcose almost tastes like splenda or stevia without all those additives.

I pod: 400 Years and then Midlake. Nonsense, but beautiful nonsense.

Future liveblog entry (2029): guys did you hear jarf just killed himself

I love this new Midlake. Not as good as the last one but still amazingly solid and awesome.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Jopy pulls the plug on omgtru. Not the website, but his first daughter. She had new jarf's disease.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Palubat makes a joke at Jopy's expense on a Saturday night liveblog and is excommunicated from omgtru (the website and omgtru (the daughter)'s funeral. HE WAS JUST TRYING TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD JOP

Future liveblog entry (2029): Years after his death, Lorne Michaels produces a new comedy show starring Anthony Michael Hall Jr. and Allan Sheedy. It tanks after 5 episodes with the lowest ratings since the Arsenio Hall III show.

I pod: The Band then Nick Drake. Hell yeah.

Future liveblog entry (2029): My tetracycle blew a ricklet. There goes another 35 world-bank notes. FUCK.

Earlier, I said Bat was at work. This is false. He is at home, with his family and friends forsaking the shit out of me. Sorry for the error, I deeply regret it.

Future liveblog entry (2029): I miss Gorgonzola cheese.

Future liveblog entry (2029): I miss normal pillows-- the ones that grow to meet your neck from the fucouchbedton feel like cold teeth sometimes.

makes me heph heph

(heheh was trademarked)

Future liveblog entry (2029): Who wants to come over and play The Sims' Vacation 2028? I know there's a new one, but I spent all my money fixing my tetracycle.

Or, I got the new Harrison Ford movie "Mrs. Morey's Dilemma" on lavanet. Anyone down? Just vid me. I'll be around.

literally laughed until I cried, though. I enjoy the company of your funny box

shower time

ipod: Superchunk

Ipod: Shiner. Old Shiner. Alright now.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Burton and I have produced a fantastic TV show for years ("The Farts" on CBS-Murdoch), but he decides to step down to focus on his third novel, The Reign in Speign. The show suffers, and tapes its final episode in 2030, still #5 in the ratings. Talks stall on "The Farts" The Movie when Judd Apatow decides against direction and JJ Abrams dies during his wife's hysterectomy.

Ipod:Ken Stringfellow. There's only a handful of decent songs by this dude on only 3 really good ones. Somehow, the ole pod found a really good one. Well done, machine.

Future liveblog entry (2029): A considerable amount of damage is done to the greenhouse-gas-missle-blocking-uber-defense-shield when New Russian Chechnya fires anti-nuke. Fucking liberal commies.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Man, they finally released all the Jawbreaker albums on lavanet. The vocals sound so much better in digi-D green rays. It's like I am seeing the live reunion in 2019 at all next year's parties.

Future liveblog entry (2029): This trip-hop revival needs to end fast. My son just bought a Portishead record. It's making me feel really old.

Ipod: Explosions in the Sky.

Future liveblog entry (2029): My new album, "Functionally Formless" hits lavanet on Tuesday! pls repost

I can't believe lavanet lowered our per-song payment down to .009 cents per song. Boycott lavanet! (except my album lol)

Ipod: The Forms.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Can't believe lavanet just launched 20 listens.

Ipod: 31 Knots. Amazing band.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Smartchat is down. Why can't we just all go back to thorboards? They may have been a bit primitive, but at least they worked.

jarf do you think chapel hill would be a nice place to live and raise kids?

carrboro is better

why is fat miles high fiving a cartoon

can i start drinking now?

Future liveblog entry (2029): Burton, start drinking bro. It's your birthday today in the future or something.

Future liveblog entry (2029): My new band, "Smart People," just got a new follower on lavanet! Oh wait, it's spam. Her name is jopy53dgosdbodp. i thought they had exterminators for these people now.

I'm consuming whiskey at a rapid rate and deciding whether or not to venture to a local bar, alone. I'M SO FUCKING BORED.

Ipod: The Plan.

current year live blog: so, there's this awesome liquor store in Wichita that does the make-your-own-six-pack thing. I got 10 beers, first up:

Unibroue "Maudite": Ale, 8%, dark brown, drunj

Some of my best writing in months:

The coroner proclaimed me in good health and released me. Unpraiseworthy are the ghosts that fly. I walked from 43rd street to Brooklyn in under two hours, I swear it. I stopped in exactly none bars. Conflagrations. Congregations. Morose are the ghosts that fly. I am the spectral waste that invents your congruency. I am the flavor on your cheap cheeses and rotgut. Makeshift are the ghosts that fly. They are lifting dead weight and flirting with your memories of her or him or whomever, because, clean bill of health or no, all you have is the consistency of how you looked when you really lived. Glazed eyes, throat burning for a drink. Gifted are the ghosts that fly. Contemplations. Condensation. Watch the way water slides down a cold glass like it doesn't want to do anything but arrive. I am to flippant what the debutantes are to dilettante. Gone are the ghosts that fly. Gone, gone, gone.

Ipod: Clipse

Future liveblog entry (2029): It's so boring on TV. I wish "The Farts" was on every night.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Adam Lambert is a pretty good late-night host. I didn't give him much of a chance, but he's really killing it. No lie, I haven't laughed like this since the MTV-Murdoch Movie Awards 2023. Francis Bean Cobain-Efron was a great choice for a host. Just a genuine person, there.

Future liveblog entry (2029): I can't believe how popular snopy got. Amazing that garfen is almost as big.

Beerfs, this one:
Unibroue "ÉPHÉMÈRE": Apple juice, coriander, curacao, and tastes like nothing I've ever eaten with my drink mouth

Future liveblog entry (2029): Weird how Budweiser and Dogfishhead presents: Michelob are considered microbreweries now.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Whiskey make drunj now more than ever.

HOORAY

ipod no longer on shuffle

wooden birds new album destroys

So, I am writing a series of characters in their own heads-- no one else is supposed to be listening. I'm finally feeling OK about what I am doing for the first time in quite a while. Anyone want to read a few? I'm down to send. MAKE ME FEEL WORTHWH

Future liveblog entry (2029): There are still bats. This is bad for society.

I have been trying to draw garfield from memory and jon and odie and it is an unmitigated disaster.

Future liveblog entry (2029): Amazing that Jim Davis' son can do such a great Garfield strip and no one ever knew the baton had been handed off. RIP Jim Davis.

Future liveblog entry (2029): DRUNJ

4 beers, drUbnk as fak. Is this normal
oh god, piza would tastyibg so good ofthe now

Future liveblog entry (2029): Man, the internet police are mad about my sending uniporn to my Brazilian friend Ratses. Looks like I'll have to pay a 75er of world-bank notes. FUCK I WAS SAVING FOR A LAVANET UPGR

;(2029) I atE a bird

gime bird

piza still here gona have it

I want puzpa

I switched to scotch did I mention that oh sht I am drrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Future liveblog entry (2029): puzpa has become America's fave food. Raekwon does the commercials for Dominoe's Italian puzpa...with gray hair.

OK, time for bed. The time has come.