leftovers

Ok, so welcome to drunk blogging. Dylan got a palm pre so I am hamburger mary's typing.this. So heres my question. In public restrooms, or anywhere girls will be using the  toilet, I leave the seat up, because I don't want the next guy to come piss on the seat. And I don't want some girl to wonder if I pissed all over the seat and just haphazarly wipe it off. Just so it stays clean and there's no question about it. But some girls say its rude and I should leave it down. What do you think?

I am on a roll here! I just remembered something that I wanted to write about. Often times, right before I fall asleep or as I am falling asleep, I will have sort of a bad dream or bad vision, it's not really a nightmare because I am not completely asleep yet and it is usually just very quick; also it's not usually "scary" per se, but just disturbing or startling. Most of the time, it's that I'm in a car and rear ending another car, but there are lots of other scenarios. Last night, it was a new one. It was just a vision of main street in my hometown, Paradise, but everything was crumbling and it was all overgrown; in fact, the street was gone because weeds had sprouted up through the asphalt. It was so realistic and it shocked me right back awake and left me out of breath for a few seconds. As odd as it sounds, I think it represented one of my worst life-long fears which I'm sure has even deeper psychological implications. What happens to a person

I just realized I don't really have any pics of myself on here lately, so here's some from my band playing at Pacific Pride festival in Santa Barbara, CA, last weekend.

It's July, and it's been far too long since I've updated here, due to my procrastination and writers' block. Now it's so hot here in LA, it drains the life out of me. I don't do well with things like heat and bright sunlight. The past few months have been eventful, as usual. My mom and sister came out to visit in May, during the last week of boot camp (they even came with us one morning for our hike up Runyon Canyon). While they were here, the California Supreme Court announced that they would not be overturning Prop 8, and that they found it to be valid, although they did also find that the 18,000+ same-gender couples married before Prop 8 would still be legally married. Hearing the news at the breakfast table with my mom was slightly more comforting than if she hadn't been there, but it also felt worse in some ways because I know that it would mean more to my mom than myself if I ever were to get married. It was a sad day, and driving through Hollywo