who needs sleep?'s Journal

6:37pm: i can't believe i remembered my Password
well, i haven't posted in this thing since i moved to detroit. oh man, shit has changed. check out my myspace. www.myspace.com/sonofjuan I blog there and do the usual stuff. I'm still amazed that i'm the same person who wrote in this journal SO long ago.


peace to whoever still has me on their list.


weird.


g3

2:07am: http://www.livejournal.com/users/coffeexcore

i don't smoke enough cigars to merit this name anylonger. I am, however, the embodiment of coffee-core

2:28pm: once again, i decided to shave the bikini line and i'm itching like a sonofabitch. I need to figure out how to make that not happen.

dplan was ok last night. Nothing too special. There were way too many people there to get my groove on. There were a ton of people who were HELLBENT on starting a mosh pit too, that sucked balls. We officially got the title of weirdest show they've ever played.

A coffee distributer just called me, they are going to send me an app in the mail. buh bye blockbuster, fuck off and die. Hopefully this works out, i think it might, the guy sounded pretty interested when i talked to him. All i have to do is show him the tat and i'm in like flynn

I can't stand being in detroit at night. I makes me yearn to live down there so much. The cold and all the lights just bring me to a place at which i belong. I just need to get my chubby ass down there and everything in the world will be alright, i know it.

I have a rudimentary christmas list for other people going. I think a few of the people i'm buying shit for don't even know i'm going to buy them anything. Should be interesting.

i have a chem exam on monday, joy. Good thing i stayed up all night on tuesday, thinking i had the exam last wednesday and ended up with a pissy lil one page quiz.

I have such an oral thing going right now, i've been chewing on my tongue barbell since i've been awake. I think if my french bread pizza's are done quickly enough, i may try to hit a body parlor and get a black titanium barbell. that would be titties.

I realized something last night. most girls that go to shows, wear the exact same things everytime they go to one. Cliche as it sounds. they all looked the same. Tight boy pants with a tight boy plaid shirt. As i had said to char about a mutual friend of ours that was there. "from the back, she looks like one of the guys from that 70's show."

I do believe the tattoo gods are getting ready to launch another assult on my dermis. frightening.

ok, my frenchbread pizzas are on the verge of doneness. i am gonig to digest them and enjoy it before i have to go to work. I hope somebody at work gives me any level of shit, i will just punch out and leave, it'll be great. As long as there is another manager there, i won't just let the store go w/o somebody there to take it over. I'm a rebel, just a cautious rebel

3:39am: i'm usually not pissy after going to a show, but for some reason, i'm just in a pissy mood right now.

I'm glad i went to the black youth business org. thing tonight, it gave me a lot of inspiration and a lil bit of counter-inspiration. It's amazing to see people who are actually trying to get something done with this city. It's nice to see that there are some people who continue to fight a fight i'm about ready to jump into. One of the gentlemen talked about being a youth mentor to some people on linwood street. It was amazing. he just gave up on using the mic and decided to pretty much hollar it. He had some real gusto for it. Ice T was cool, but not educational, just entertaining. Even through all of these good things, one line that two of the speakers said still rings with me: "we're getting you into the fight, because WE ARE TO TIRED TO KEEP FIGHTING." Yea, that one scares me.

I've decided that i'm going to try to get a teaching job in detroit. they seem to be hurting for teaching staff...so i'll do it.

fuck it, i'm going to bed

grg

2:02am: my bed smells good. i am going to said bed and i'm going to sleep...very peacefully

grg

3:01am: the murmurs make me want to make sweet sweet love.

2:54am: won't you take me for a walk
don't you want to show me off
won't you take me for a walk
i need attention


i love the murmurs.

2:25am: damn, i feel creative right now. Sure, it's only two thirty in the morning...but i can create things.

dude, i'm too damned high...again. ughghghhghgh

10:55pm: i got my free sample of astro glide today. hehe

1:57am: for the love of christ, im so fucking high. OOOOooooo.......hahaha
send help...quick


grg out and out out

2:04pm: grrr...so cold outside. I'm sittingin the UGL, bored as shit, i don't have work for three hours, everybody has gone home. I want to play some chess with somebody or at least get some coffee. I had 16 hours of overtime last two weeks. That's fucking nuts.

My boy at school hooked me up on the shrubbery tip. oh my, last night was pretty fuzzy. It took a while to warm up, but when i was hit, i was HIT.

Two more weeks of lab, hoo ray.

I'm going to find something to do, i'm growing bored of this, i do believe, perhaps i'll go study and beg for cigarettes (yes, i quit...buying)

grg

3:28am: i'm so going to have sex listening to a cranberries album one of these days. From start to finish, nothing but sex. that is all

2:55am: i made a realization today. I don't think i have anybody in the world who actually hates me, nor do i hate or ever strongly dislike anybody. I encounter so many different people through school work and other stuff but i don't have any animosity towards anybody. It's kinda nice like this. I may only have like, 3 good friends, but nobody else seems to mind me. I've got this nice lil nack for making people smile or at least be not so pissed. It's not so bad being me.

I sold drugs to my manager today, it was cool

I worked almost ten hours today, then i'm going in early tomorrow and then closing after i go get dinner. The lady i work with noticed my weird habits and had some nice things to say about me. She's amazed that i don't collapse with all the shit i do. It hadn't dawned on me, but i do a large ammount of stuff with my time. besides this weekend, i haven't really had anytime to just sit and veg out or anything. Sure, i go out and party with some friends and all, but i do'nt think i've ever just sat around and loafed.

I had another overtime week. it was cool.

I figured out what i'm going to do for my vacation. (although i told myself i wasn't going to tell anybody, i'm going to speak it out on this). Once school let's out, i'm going to take a week off from work. I will then jump on a train, no luggage, and go to chicago for no less than three nights. I will not stay in a hotel, nor will i pay for anything unless it's totally needed. I'll just bring some books, my headphones and some caffeine pills. i'll sleep in the train station and try to beg for food or find people out there who'll cook for me. (i've got a few friends in the area). I don't want to tell too many people just so that when i get back and have all these stories to tell, they'll be suprized that they didn't know i was even gone. After that, i will work my ass off and bank as much $$$ as i can.

i want to start smoking again.

As soon as i start teaching, i'm getting a house. I don't care if i'm paying house payments when i'm 25, because i'll OWN my home when i'm fifty. Even if i have to rent a room out or something, i'm going to do it. I don't want to waste money on an APT if i can affford to buy a home. I'm thinking i'll buy a place down by campus, because i think i'm going to teach highschool at Dakota for about five years then try to be a prof at Wayne or teach at Cass Tech. I have no reason to move anywhere else. Maybe once i retire (ha, yea right, only bitches retire) i'll go up to TC or downriver.

Time to do homework
buh bye!

1:59am: wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i'm SO going to bed right now, i'm a lil bit too lifted.

3:27pm: what a hot and long night. too much fun.

i think i've seen more dance/cheerleader movies than any straight man in history.

finally watched my copy of spiderman that i bought over a week ago. It's actually pretty good. i still hate toby maguire (he sucked SO bad in cider house rules).

one week from friday is the best night ever. Dismemberment plan is going to leave me with moist panies (who they will belong to is the question!)

i need to get back in the habit of performing oral sex...i'm afraid i'm going to lose my touch (as if i were good to begin with)

"your drugs work quick"

i have one hour till i have to leave for work, and i know when i step back outside, i'm gonna really be tempted to call in. i know it.

I do believe i will get bottomless cup running. i'm going to see how moving out works for me and if i can get a day to do that.

11:15am: this is for ryan, steve and aaron (if they read my journal anymore)

two words...20 mile.
"the hall road story, taken from a white rapper's perspective."

you guys should do that. I'll be the seductive female lead role.

grg

1:47pm: still at school
still bored.

i've got until five till i have to work. that's 3 and a half hours for you math wizzes out there.

i would have gay sex with hank rollins, i do believe

10:08am: bored at school...so what am i going to do? drink coffee. a large quantity of coffee.

1:41am: school work smoke
school work smoke
school work sex smoke?
nah
school work smoke
school work smoke
school work smoke
school work smoke.

11:45am: i am FAR too horny to be at school right now. I would fucking tear somebody up given half a chance. AND i have to go to work right after this. fuck. This isn't even something that masturbation could fix. I NEED ASS

grg

8:20am: toked all night last night, still managed to get one paper done. Woke up at six, came to school, had a wake up pill chased with coffee, got my chem paper done. who needs sleep? not i.

grg

11:06pm: have nagiila! weeeeheeee

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10:26pm: dude, i feel like i'm sixteen .

1:07am:


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