Lean against the night and laugh/ As I try to scale the wall/ Ignored futility fills the air/ You're only there to watch me fall

I'm so freakin' excited about tomorrow. Shebangbang, Mel, and I are going to see AFI at Bill Graham. It's gonna rock. Today was pretty awesome too: got out before noon and hung out with peeps. Tres cool, and I'm not talking about the drummer.

Title Source: "Clove Smoke Cartharsis" by AFI. They'll never play this song.


[looks at Mom ironing purificators (church thingies)] “Oh God, I remember those.”

“Yayayayayay! Lemme Czech.”

“I do believe I just saw a faerie.”
“What kind?”
“The long, thin, white floaty kind.”

“My brother just now: ‘I feel like a bean. A small white bean.’ Fucking addict. Crack anyone?”

“Re ‘Brandon Flowers has a Burt Reynolds mustache.’: The only proper response is ‘No, Burt Reynolds has a Brandon Flowers mustache’.”

Sumner: “Hey, can I have Annie’s cell number? I don’t have my phone.”
Ceri: [dies laughing]
Sumner: Cmon, cmon.
Ceri: [gives Annie’s number] Do you have any idea how hilariously sad that is?”

“Wow. Maybe I’m secretly Canadian.”

“On that note– C sharp minor– I’m off to bed.”

“Who do I hate more than anyone else in the world? Well, besides Kate Moss.”

“I had a dream that you and your brother volunteered to be martyrs.”
“Why would we do that?”

“Why am I everyone’s fucking boyfriend?!”

“Stupid conscience. Always getting in my way.”

“What else would you expect a teenager to be out doing at 9:30?”
“Clubbing? Whoring? Coke? Pot? Vodka? Heroin? All of the above?”

“I need so much brainwashing in that department.”

“Why? Because hanging out is rad.”
“Sliff.”
“Clever.”
“I am… bic pentameter.”

“We need to see Panic! in December.”
“Who’s bringing the maple syrup?”

“Why not? It was so fun. Except for the pornographic part.”

“Are you naturally this way or do you have help?”

“You know you have weird friends when you’re talking to one of them and can’t figure out whether they’re high or just being more eccentric than usual.”

“Why would someone be so evil as to deprive you of waffles?”

Define anxiety: realizing that your Physics teacher failed Arithmatic 101.

“I hate declining things a lot.”

“Your questions make Jesus cry.”

“He’s telling you to assrape the baby!”

“What day is it?”
“October.”

“Shut up! You and your logic. It’s the… work of… the devil.”

“Pirates of the Caribbean Cereal: Free pirate with proof of purchase. Pegleg not included.”

“Is she telling us to be lesbians?”

[burp] “Blue!”
“Seven!”

“Adam, stop molesting the panties!”

"Touch my hair and I will bite off your fingers and eat them!"

And my personal favourite:

“Come hither, fair strumpet. That means you, Ian.”