i spent last night finishing off my whiskey and bx's cream soda and then anger-ignoring homeboy until it was time for bed. i think it was because i was out of cigarettes and he refused to go buy me some. last night should have been sober night too.

urizen played at the boiler room tonight at 10, but i woke up at 11 and didn't remember they were playing until 11.30. also, i didn't go to the urizen show. i probably could have even enjoyed it sober.

instead, cx and i watched america's psychic challenge on lifetme... where psychics compete to see who is the best psychic... on lifetime. my favorite part is immediately before commercial breaks, they ask you questions like "which of these six cards is the jack of diamond?" or "which of these three cell phones are about to ring? if you guess right, you could have psychic abilities!"

fucking great... now i have to put up with a third of the people who watch lifetime at 3am walking around like they have psychic abilities...

also, i totally have psychic abilities.

but that doesn't mean that cx and i aren't looking to get a psychic reading done...