9:00 p.m.: Find tie-dyed shorts and leather chaps.

9:01 p.m.: Sit on bed and begin crying rainbow tears because I am so fucking EMO it hurts.

9:15 p.m.: Pull favorite sleeveless t-shirt out of trashcan/laundry hamper.

9:20 p.m.: Contemplate the entire spectrum of emotions, get erection.

10:00 p.m.: Park bike in front of 7-Eleven to grab some Pabst and Mad Dog.

10:05 p.m.- Midnight: Listen to punk rock and Morrissey; spray paint; attempt to tighten jeans; alter and re-alter bangs; contemplate depression; grow a mustache; get wasted.

12:01 a.m.: Body shots!

1:09 a.m.: Contract Hepatitis C.

thanks to tyler-o-death for the awesome.