Found this on the Copy Machine: to AME

This evening was interesting. I only intended to do laundry and pack. Didn't get either started/done. I started smoking at 8 trying to watch The Fall directed by Spike Jones. It's like the second goddamn time I try to watch this film, but I'm always so stoned that I get totally sidetracked by the visual aesthetics of the film; that alone is a killer to the distracted mind. Got picked up by a bunch of friends with whom I smoked even more, played Wii Snowboarding on a projector using the Wii Fit board (love it love it I'm a geek ha!), then got ourselves to the midnight showing of Fight Club at the Clay Theater, where in my baked state, finished an ice cream sandwich, a pop soda, and a "Super Small" bag of popcorn. Sadly it got to the point that whenever I saw blood on the screen, and as you may know that happens often, I needed to go to the bathroom real bad. On the drive home, I had this desire to listen to We Are Scientists; everyone in the car was either slightly amused or incredibly irritable. Too bad - it was my right as front seat passenger to DJ.

Don't worry about ranting; it's a poop fling from both ends, and in our comradeship, we stand uncaring amongst our shit. At least, I don't care. You might very well be over my stinker.