I pay $1.50 for stale gas station coffee every single night. From where I work, the only place that is open during my unreasonable work hours is a Maverick; which is conveniently located roughly two blocks away from the hospital. Every evening when said break time is nigh, I arrive and make my beverage accordingly: Medium cup filled with Dark Roast ( Read more... )

I had a blast last night! It was my friend Sharee's birthday, and the whole gang was there...

I've never been so hung over in my life.
(I regret nothing.)

Oh, and Davo lost his virginity last night at the ripe age of twenty three.
(Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha)....(Ha!)

-B.McDowell

Of being alone.

=/

As I sit here listening to Devendra Banhart's, "Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon" and working my first graveyard shift in six months, A great many things weigh heavy on my mind. A cornucopia, a multitude, A sea of thought ( Read more... )

Music cleanses the soul! Study the Dharma, it is the truth!

WORK TO LIVE DONT LIVE TO WORK!

(God, save us. The insanity of life...)

Alot on my mind lately ( Read more... )

"sigh ( Read more... )

He hands you a nickel...
He hands you a dime...
He asks with a grin...
"Are you having a good time?"

I dont want to work at the state hospital no more....

Fucking Sucks ( Read more... )

So...

I finally bought my ticket to see Bob Dylan play in August (the day before my 22nd.) I was reluctant to buy one, considering I couldnt find anyone to accompany me. It's ok though, I typically do most things alone these days. I had to take up the opportunity seeing as I may never get the chance to see him play again.

In short, Im stoaked.

But ( Read more... )