Does anybody want to go to the rjd2 dance party on New Year's Eve? Anybody?

Gifts already recieved:

"Scar Tissue" by Anthony Kiedis

Pavement-"Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain" LA Desert Origins

and some clothes...

Also, for Christmas I would like you to link this wonderful blog on your blog. I need more links. More links. More links. I only have one. More links. If you link me I'll send you Christmas present. Seriously. I will. Link me. Link me. Link me. Upon linkage, let me know and I'll send you a gift. It will definitely be better than a can of beans or a Pixies ticket. I promise.

Once there was a boy and he made a list. A list of his favorite music for 2004. And it goes a little something like this...

Kanye West-College Dropout
The Streets- A Grand Don't Come for Free
The Cansecos-The Cansecos
Franz Ferdinand-Franz Ferdinand
The Killers-Hot Fuss
Morrissey- You Are The Quarry
TV on the Radio-Desperate Youth, Blood Thristy Babes
Arcade Fire-Funeral
The Poopyheads- The Poopyheads
Modest Poop-Good Poop for People Who Like Bad Poop
Bloc Party-Bloc Party E.P.
Ashlee Simpson- Autobiography
Interpol-Antics
The Walkmen-Bows and Arrows

and there is more, but it's to early in the morning for me to remember.

Best Blog of 2004: The Manic Hispanic. He's just so cool. And handsome. Very handsome.

Favorite concert of 2004: Morrissey at HOB, Morrissey at Aragon, Pixies at Aragon, Strokes- Orpheum, Madison, WI.

Greatest Reality TV character-FLAVOR FLAV!

Favorite Teen Drama- The O.C.

Favorite O.C. character- Marisa's mom aka Mrs. Cooper aka Julie Cooper aka Big Baby Jesus

Worst dream- the one where my teeth fall out

Most underrated activity of 2004-sleep

Most overrated activity of 2004-work

Favorite sports team- 2004-2005 Chicago Bulls

Favorite Music Documentry- DIG

Worst Album Title- "Hot Fuss". It's just totally gay.

Worst Band: the one that your friend's in. I know he's your friend, but they suck

Favorite things to look forward to for 2005- New job, Europe, NYC? California? Smiths Reunion, Field Day, a Bulls playoff run, winning the lottery, and drinking whiskey and getting fat just like Jim Morrison did before he died.

It should be noted that John Lennon was killed on the same day as Dimebag Darrell. It should also be noted that I'm working till 10:30pm, only to return tommorrow morning at 7am. Boohoo, hoo, hoo, hoo. This has caused me to write a song, and it goes a little something like this...

I hate work.
I don't want to go to work.
I hate fucking work.
I don't want to go to fucking work.
I just want to stay home
and eat Cheez Wiz out of the can.

Woah. That was awesome.

There will be a second season of Laguna Beach. Now only if the Smiths could reunite my life would be complete.

I want a new job. I want to quit.
I want a new drug. One that won't quit.