I sort of miss this thing... and this lifestyle. Seemed like much more simpler times.

Is there anybody out there?

I hate this.

Last night I chased a skunk with a shovel and a flashlight in a barn while looking for a crowbar and wearing a flannel shirt. I was drunk off whiskey and beer and set aflame a dresser and many articles of clothing that were stolen from a well-deserving man. Then scared myself, and walked around Jones Soda's house with a metal baseball bat. Fell on ( Read more... )

I lived to see the day. I knew that one day I would betray them, and the time has come. I sold my Stripes ticket so I'd have enough money to see Beck in September. Weigh the pros and cons folks. Been to a Stripes show, negative on a Beck show. Beck $37, Stripes close to $55. Beck at the State, Stripes at the Masonic. FUCK Masonic. This isn't a god ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure I've got my living plans laid out straight. It's a 2 bedroom house in Ferndale right next to downtown Royal Oak. I haven't seen the place yet, but I'm taking a trip down to see it sometime next week, as well as to meet the chick who's renting out the place. She's 24 and has a cat, so she can't be that bad. I just prey to whoever's ( Read more... )

I thought after dealing with numerous obese customers of a different descent, that I'd go home and settle down with a few beers and some Full Metal Jacket as my parent's have left and have me watching their house this week. Thought I'd invite 3 people, and just sit back and enjoy the scenery. Well 3 people turned into 8...8 too fucking many...8 too ( Read more... )

Tonight I've reached great heights for myself. Conquered many tedious adventures. It was a time of learning. That's all I can spew right now ( Read more... )

The B-roo pictures are uploaded. Over 80 distorted shrunken pixels for you to place your judgements upon.


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All I hear is hacking. That would be my hacking. Followed by a sweet tasting yellow mucus that rests so pleasantly on the back of my swollen, lumpy tongue. I almost typed "lumptastic". Something told me to type that. Jesus Christ, I'm losing it ( Read more... )

This is what happens when I come back to Lapeer. I wait till Saturday to go back to work thinking "oh, uhhh...I'll just give myself a few days to unpack dur dur" and I have no classes to take. See what happens? I update livejournal twice in one week and I get a fucking MYSPACE account. Fucking Myspace? It won't be long before I'm taking closeup ( Read more... )