i dont have anything to say but i felt i should post someting any way. jay graduated last friday from mu, cum loud-eh (sorry) with honors.
there were a few awesome bbqs in honor of this, singal malt scotch smoked steaks,chicken and all sorts of good food 4 days of drunken road trip - awesome. here are two albums ya all should check out (if you havent heard them already) Cursive's the ugly organ and Johhny cash's live at fulsom prison.

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So I've decided my search for the perfect girl is over. the other day i relized i dont need the girl next door (or any girl for that matter) to make me happy. all i need is a toothbrush and a bar of soap. I am free.

I went back to borders last night and talked to that girl again. she told me the book iwas buying was great (Fight Club) and did it have anything to do with my black eye. i told her the story about peter using me as a punching bag and that we watched the movie one too many times. she said i would love it (and i did,read it all last night) and another book by the same author "choke". so after all this discussion instead of asking to buy her some coffee or something so we can further this conversation i say thank u, goodnight and walk away. SON OF A BITCH! ahhhh...
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I finnaly saw identity. i have to say not cusaks best film, maybe i would have been better off seeing the lizzie maguire movie.

The first rule of Fight Club is you do not talk about Fight Club while drunk. you will get a black eye. lil' petey, skulltise and me were drunk at eds house and peter punched me in the eye while i was eating terriaki beef jerky, it was really pretty funny (not as funny as noahs last blog entry, although no matter how drunk i am i wont go near poo). other funny things have happened as a direct result of watching fight club the first was the first time i saw it mark was drunk on my couch and couldnt get up to move his car blocking jays so i decided "hey i can drive stick" ( ididnt know the first thing about driving stick) i rumage through marks poket, his keys and electric tape fall out and what does he reach for?.... his electrical tape and then he howls and mutters something about rugby chicks (well rugby chick, that was a diffrent story). i go out to marks car get it started stall about 4 times and cant get it into reverse so jays trying to help sticks his head in the door just as i hit the gas and smack the door hits his face. the other funny thing is a skulltise story he tried to start his own fight club behind the skool and it was broken up by a bunch of bike cops with little bicycle shorts because some kid told his mommy(see the first rule of fight club!).
skulltise ha ha ha " these are most deadly scorpians ive ever seen"

Noah informed me that i should have comments on my page, however what he doesnt know is that i've tried and failed misrabley so if you would like to comment [untill i unfuck myself anyway (this a term they used in basic trianing when you srew up. "prive" they would say "you better unfuck your self)] so e-mail me for now cgrantirish@aol.com. oh well.

So im at borders the other day (umm..yesterday) and im paying for this really nice hard cover copy of "slaughterhouse five". the cashier was this totally cute girl must have been about 20, strawberry blond, shoulder lenght hair and blue/green eyes, perfect for me(am i shallow?). so we talk for about 15 miniutes about vonnegut and hard cover verses soft cover (i like hard cover so did she) and kosinsky. it was probably the best and most intellegent conversation ive had with a girl in over a year(probably since high skool)...but i totally wussed out what the hell i used to be sooo smooth and able to ask girls out and stuff, what happend ? well i need work i guess ive been out of the game for too long i need practice but.....well aahck.
i was looking at the paper yesterday and i noticed that the lizzie maguire movie beat out the new john cusak and ray liotta (im not sure i spelt liotta correctly) movie. who would want to go see "lizzie maguire" rather than "identity" well she is kinda cute.......iguess i just answered my own question, dammit! why do i have to be such a dirty old man.