So, I just decided to stop my bike around these Puerto Rican kids and have a Schaffer's with them. It went well. We passed my beer around for awhile (swine flu?!) until one dude started talking about his new knife. I rolled out, but not before they told me I was pretty cool. Still, knife talk is no fun.

Went to Yankee stadium today. Been drunj ever since. The correlation is obvious.

Fuck, man. Athletes are so goddamn dumb. Seriously. Today: Lidge v. A-Rod. Rod is hitting .180, but has 5 homers. All off of fastballs. All of them. So, Lidge, on a 3-2 count-- after getting some nice swings-and-misses off of sliders, throws a stomach-high fastball off of the outer half. A-Rod, predictably, since it is May and all, crushes it.

Then, Paps strikes two dudes out, gets the backup catcher for the Mets and tries to overpower him with a blet-high fastball over the plate instead of pitching to him. YOU ARE A PITCHER. BE SMARTER THAN THE DUDE WHOM THEY PAY TO NOT LET THE BALL GET TO THE BACKSTOP. Omar Santos (not even sure if that is his name) crushes it, predictably, and beats the Sox.

This is not to mention the fact the the Phils pulled their pitcher after he gave up two runs on 77 pitches through 7.

Sigh.

I am blasting some Clipse. Alone. Huge Asahis. LET'S DO THIIIIIIIS.

Eulogies is a good band.

Man, I am most of the way through the first Asahi. Drunjbirdddddds.

Some nights are beyond explanation. Gods vs. Man, a literal conflagration.

Im having this long conversation with one of my old friends about how much we have grown philosophically.


FART NOISE.

It's amazing how many people are finally beginning to NOT lament their past. I'm almost proud, but I am not there yet.

D'Angelo was awesome.

Lives leaps over the East River, escapes into Manhattan, lays with a woman of less discriminating tastes.

The Baptist Generals were so good. No one cared, b ut that's not true. I did.

"Well, grace is cloned/ growth is gone./ You can dream it right."

I know Paul hates the folky shit that I play, but Chad VanGaalen is an unbelievable songwriter.

"You were burning like a city of electric light."

Also, "You've been dead for years/ but you never knew/ that the rabid bits of time/ had been eating you./ No one knows where we go/ when we're dead/ or when we're dreaming."

I mean, I like that shit.

Lakes have emptied of humans and the hard times are coming. I swear, they already know.

SOMEONE BRING ME THAT SECOND ASAHI.

OK, second Asahi started. Christ, I am drunj.

Sometimes, memories are terrible. I dated this girl for awhile. Then we dated again. We just didn't get it right either time. It was bad. I miss her now, while I am drunj. WHY? I am certain that if I saw her again, we would hate each other. Horribly. Yet, I want to contact her.

FUCKING RETARDED.

I find out this week whether or not I get promoted at work.

If I do? I go to Kramsas.

If I don't? i get to keep my weekends off schedule.

Win-win.

jangly guitars. Long Winters. I love these dudes.

You know what was weird about new Yankee Stadium? The fans didn't care, really. They didn't cheer unless there was a hit, for the most part. Twice, they were excited when Pettite got to two strikes. That's it.

I'm gonna open up a new restaurant called "Holocost." Lots of delicious J--WHY AM I MAKING THIS JOKE

Califone is a great fucking band. Insanely misunderstood and unappreciated. So good.

Asahi almost done, time to go across the street for another. YOU DUDES HANG OUT FOR A MINUTE.

I don't think those Puerto Ricans were of legal drinking age.

FREEWAY

So, I am druuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunj. Holy lord. Just cracked a huge Asahi. Shit's real. I am going to be surprised if I finish this thing. Fell asleep with an open Beck's last night. Wasted, brah.

I gotta figure out a way to stop drinking so much. I stopped drinking during the week, but it only makes my weekend drinking more fervent and focused.

Observe and Report was kind of OK.

Oh, don't worry, Kamsas peeps. I will drunj with you if I come out there. WORRY NOT. ALL IS W

Man, I hope my fantasy team did well tonight. I hate my fantasy team.

Paid in Cigarettes

Hot Snakes.

Perfect.

The keyboard is starting to look like two keyboards. Ohhhhhhhhhh man drunj

I don't like talkin politics. Just don't.

I like retro porn these days. Just do.

DO YOU COMPUTE
DO YOU COMPUTE
DO YOU OR DON'T YOU
I SAY THAT THAT YOU DO

Drive Like Jehu is an amazing band that no one can stop forever.

I think my newest lady friend is going to stop hanging out with me. She can't stay at my place 'cause of possible bedbugs and I can't stay at her place 'cause of stupid cat allergies. I expected it to end at some point, but not anytime soon and not becuase nature literally broke my heart. I mean, damn.

Shit is fck. Christ, i am drunjkjk

So, I looked on google for the old "drubnk as fak" page and it said one page had been removed. Seems someone, possibley while drubnk as fak made some child naughty.

This was one of our finest moments on omgtru. I believe it.

snate making foods

jarf hawnfry

dunj

shame on a bat who tries to run game on a jarf

WHO WHGTRETB WILD WITH THE TR

oopsdrunj

siah and yeshua

nice 90s rap

snate gone bed jarf still drunjn at 5 AM

simpsons funy

falling apart













so drunj

this will all be part of a textbook in 20 years

MAYES