So he asks, "How come you got home so late?"
Mind you, the base is moreso a place where I hang out then anything else, but it still kinda threw me off. 
Lately it HAS been like a second home to me... 
Weird.

So this morning a bit before lunch Nicholas messages me "u working today?", not knowing that I'm actually in the next room. So I sneak into his room, yell "you're not really sleeping!", poke at him till he flings an arm in my direction, and then jump on top of him to try and wake him up... you'd think that after all that he'd get up, but no. The ( Read more... )

I know it's time to give up when I don't even have enough energy to move the damn pen across the page.

Goodnight.

Yesterday dad bought us Popeye's chicken for dinner, and as I ate I found myself putting hot sauce on every bite. 
Too bad that means shit all nowadays, but it just shows that some things stay with you forever, even when it seems like you've lost them. And that's just it. I realized that I really have lost it in more ways then one, and it's sad but ( Read more... )

Surprisingly I wasn't hungover this morning, and after spending the night at Nick & Brandon's with only four hours of sleep and a hell of a lot of weed and alcohol under my belt I STILL managed to make it to work for 8a.m., thank you very much.

Apparently some of the guys from work want to take little Steve to a strip club for his birthday (which ( Read more... )

First of all, I'm gonna spit out this mini rant because people are just retarded ( Read more... )

Today has probably been the most irritating day ever.
Every last minute of it.
So hopefully a nice, big Portuguese meal at Cris' parents house will ease my frustrations.

Eye candy,
You're just so... *sigh*.
Man that kid is cute.

Happy 20th Birthday 'Chewy'.

My brain is all over the place right now and I have to work at 12:30p.m., so... I'm going back to bed for another 45 minutes.
Ta.

I'm not stupid.
Thanks.