Stab City

I dunno.

Song kind of describes(a part of) me.

Well not the whole song, just this part...

Somtimes I wish this city would
sink in the sea
'cause even when I find love it's fake
and everything I want to touch
would break

::insert cliché life/music comment here::

Still Breathin'

Survived what my friend called, "My Third Annual 21st Birthday Celebration." Over 200 pics were taken but I don't have PC to upload them, but I'll try to include them in a later post.

The Mars Volta

Holy Shit!! two entries, one day. The Pacific just parted.

Anywho back to the title, I'm finally going to see them live the fourteenth of Sept. up in Boston(thanks to my boy Syck). I dropped the ball back in January when they were in town. But thanks to a text and impulse thinking I'll be leaving NY for that weekend to rock out with one of my favorite bands.

Birthday Weekend

Dear Liver,

I'm sorry.

METS

SUCK

Que Malo

I woke up this morning saying to myself, "Juan, you're wearing a hat today". It had been about two weeks since i last donned one.

Of course I wore my Cincinatti fitted earlier today. Of course the Yankee play the Reds this weekend so let me just jinx them, why not?

Why?

Are most of my blog titles song names?

Computer Love

Still computerless and I think I'm going to crack. PS3 browser is a POS and my phone is crapping out. And the other day I had a dream with nothing but ones and zeroes.