Jung Explorer TestActualized type: ENTP (who you are) ENTP – “Inventor”. Enthusiastic interest in everything and always sensitive to possibilities. Non-conformist and innovative. 3.2% of the total population. Preferred type: ENFP (who you prefer to be) ENFP – “Journalist”. Uncanny sense of the motivations of others. Life is an exciting drama. 8.1% of total population….
Some 28 year old college chica just got 18 months probation for selling faux Duff beer. She was forced to reimburse the purchasers, to the tune of nearly 2k. I wonder what beer she used to fake it? I guess it doesn’t matter, aside from the 18 months, they’re makin’ the bitch see a shrink….
I woke up just now very upset… I had a very vivid dream that I forced myself out of. The dream starts in an apartment, and someone in that apartment is telling me how truly talented people are always crazy. He then began discussing a woman who could speak french, and then about this same…
I had a really busy day today, I bounced from work to home, to 12th and Penn (to pick up a package), to 13th and U (to get ready for hawaii), back to home, to the gym, to home, to Jenny Lee’s (15th and U) to Chi-Cha (Carter’s going away party), and couldn’t quite make…
The next time I’m doing a sold out show somewhere, I’m going to include high grade marijuana in my request sheet, just like Snoop. He had this shit flown in to Utah because he didn’t trust the quality of the bud out there. Fo’ Shizzle, lil Nizzle.
Oooh, JRs. You fun, oft-pretentious fag saloon, you! This boy never drinks beer, but oooooh, three dollar pitchers will do it. Yee-Ha I got drunk. Eric the ex is a bad influence! Not the getting drunk, just the beer. Empty calories, I tell you! I suppose I could go on teh beer diet. That works,…
Ugh. I’ve got me a a little heady-ache. I think it was the Gin. Why is it when I drunk blog I sound overly snooty? I think I’m gonna go watch Alias with the neighbors. They prolly have acheys and ouchies, too. Snooty or not, though, I hauled and dumped trashcans of TOILET WATER. Fuckin’…
So, today was eventful for no good reason. I spent the day before yesterday with Dave Atell and random drunkeness– can’t complain, after all the man has a TV show. I certainly don’t. That bein’ said, tonight was a drunken revelry of a great magnatude… Especially because Mel and I spent the end of the…
Republicans! Be on notice! I’m a pedestrian, I walk places. You… you in your boots and cowboy hats, black ties and long scarves, you evil motherfuckers… this is my town, and you are a guest! Again, I repeat, you are a guest! You fucks. I realize that where you come from its okay to wear…
Goal: I’d hit that. What? It’d be masturbating. Yah, add shag and chops to that, and thats me in two months.