Dear internet diary... weblog even

It is a sad state of affairs when you can look at your own life and think "No, there is nothing interesting enough happening to me(either externally or internally) for me to post in my online journal".

First world tragedy, son.

All I've ever wanted

Oh, dear sweet Lord.

TRAGEDY

Jonathan Richman is at the 9:30 Club tonight! JONATHAN RICHMAN!

I am not in DC. Therefore, I will not be seeing Jonathan Richman tonight. I will instead drink, then cry myself to sleep. Universe, I hate you. Why am I not going to see him? What did I do?

G-d must hate me.

2 see u

Dear Superbowl XLI,

Please just turn into a Prince concert. We don't need the second half. Just Prince. It will be better for all of us.

Love,
J.

Romance

"Definitive" within the context of drunk emails is the sweetest word in the world.