"see you in another life brother"

so my brother is in town visiting. not my brother in the historical, blood relation sense. brother as in my old roommate from college, one of my many protectors, one of "my boys", one of my most favoritest people ever.


funny thing about vince, he's the most needy man i've ever met...like emotionally demanding. but freaking loyal as hell and would die for a friend...so that emotional baggage shit kind of gets outweighed-i guess ;)


during the summer in college when we lived together his guido ass would make the best eggplant parmesan or italian meatloaf and we would stuff ourselves silly...right after we worked out at the gym... counter -productive? maybe. who the ef cares. it was soooo worth it. then we would spend the rest of the night eating ice cream sandwiches and drinking chilled jaegermeister that was always in our freezer


oh yea, and when he bones his girlfriend it sounded like a helicopter...go 'head go 'head get down...


we had an upper level physiology class together senior year. he got pissed that i would skip a lot of classes and still do better on the exams than him....thats vince. but i love him. unconditionally

gets me everytime

if you don't like john mayer... i dont really care. don't try to argue with me about how he's douchey, lame, can't sing worth shit, has no control over what word vomit comes out of his mouth during magazine interviews, etc.

i know these things. i just look past them ;)

...plus, God, he's so tasty... ummm cover of rolling stone anyone? should be illegal to be that sexy... okay, im done.



loveit.sexy.myfavorite.period.

here goes... something

this is for the fish. fish like me.
this is for fun.

...fun and something to do to completely continue my self-destructive path of procrastination and lack of motivation...wait, i think 'lack' may be the wrong word to use. i feel like 'lack' implies that it was once there, but is now taking some sort of sabbatical, or may be temporarily misplaced, or on vacation to Rio... no, it's not a lack of motivation. it's a complete absence and deficiency of motivation which, well, sometimes completely sums up my entire life.

if i was motivated, i would have graduated college in less than 5 years, would have completed medical school by now, would have gotten a better job...well, i guess you get the idea. motivation? no. not so much.

what i do have, however, is some ambition. i guess that's something?

***warning: this is completely self-gratuitous. this is for me. i dont care if you think im ridiculous, or if i use "..." too much.i know i do. and i like it. alot. this is me thinking aloud. consider it a little peek inside my very cluttered, very a.d.d. mind. its not pretty. but hell, its pretty entertaining at times...at least that's what i tell myself***