Well its been about two weeks since I have had a job. I am getting sick of this shit. Why? Why? Why? All I can ask is why. Why do I care? This is the real world there is no love or compassion here. There is no grace. I miss the home i thought I had. I miss the memories that fade. I am happy and i am sad. I am I. I would rather be you ( Read more... )

Saw that gap again today ( Read more... )

I went camping the other day. I smoked pott as well. I haven't done either in ages. So what prompted this maddness? Well James Jessica and I have ALL lost our jobes again. James was fired for doing his job and clashing with the ass who thinks he is a manager. Jess was fired for being hires by james. I was fired because I am james' gay love ( Read more... )

If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought? (Now post this in your LJ and find out what mine would be ( Read more... )

today has been one hell after another. I didn't want to be at work. fuckin i broke my thumb nail down in the quick. the damned cats pissed on my bag. I'm have a horable depression day and so on and on and on and on. I think I'm gonna call jen. i hope i have her #. Well off to rant

type later

1. Grab the nearest book ( Read more... )

things are better. Jessica and I went hiking a cupla times this weekend. There is this place called red rock canyon. It is a natural rock formation. wonderful colors. First jessica and I took the senic route. we climbed through rocks and stones. oh so beautiful. Then we went through this creek. the lost creek. Jessica and I climed this ( Read more... )

well yester day I ranted and raved this long ass rant. I get to the end finally. And the fuck what? I did something and erased it. goddess i was pissed. i actually threw the keyboard. With me once I get it out its out and gone. no more to huant me ( Read more... )

and here only Is the one little letter that Made the cunt cry twice this year ( Read more... )

Memories are funny things. Here I am sitting at my computer and two maitance men are fixing my cloths washer. I remembered the memorial day weekend of a cupla years ago. Scott, Becky, Jeni, mike, and I think Pat? some one else. Going up to algnack the rest stop. We had steak, beer, pot and lots of advenuters. Monique seeing the elements and ( Read more... )