it sux having mixed feelings about everywhere u live. i need a home that has more to offer on all levels. those levels being: local bars/ restaurants; driving distance to diff. shit; pool accessability; parking accessability; pussy accessability; neighborhood quality and aptness for exercise; direction main bedroom window is facing, tendency for ( Read more... )

right now im in orlando and the skys have opened up. which relieves me from physical labor responsibilities. so let me tell u about a punjabi named shawnmet ( Read more... )

so what is twenty minutes worth of effort in the face of decades of neglect. weed-induced keyboard freestyle/waste of time reading style. where have i been u might ask. dozens and dozens of places. high places. low places. places youve never read about in brochures becuase you have easy access to the travel agency of emotional metaphors like i do. ( Read more... )

i do not give a fuck if you are an officer
ill put you in your coffin, sir
youre fuckin with the slaughterer.

fill me up; fill me in
here we go; lets begin
not too high and not to drunk
i only like me when im crunkd
up all night; sleep allday
didnt know this poem would be so gay

oops.

draggin real hard. no sleep for over 30 hrs and i gotta go to work soon. i hope they dont expect the well dressed, well mannored, countryclub stud that i give them everytime im in there. cuz hes deep in the hole right now. i feel more tense by the day; sometimes i hate everyone around me and im not really sure why (except for aj). my day was ( Read more... )

youre so kool. youre so kool. youre so kool. it ran thro my head all last night in bright lights with no matter who i hung out with. mushrooms were for real, but i dont think ill every buy them again, just because of the sheer economics in this state. but the chocolate something new; maybe it was the source of my nausia tho. but fuckin hetti is ( Read more... )

and im doing so, about ready to jump out of this skin. i hate productivity and i hate that i hate it. this herb is killing me slowly. and god love it ( Read more... )

damn. this morning i woke up and im not really sure why but for some reason the first thing i thought of was this shakespeare line from richard III: "this is the winter of our discontent"; and how it really applies to my life over that past few days, about which i have not updated YOU OH JOURNAL THAT NOWONE WILL EVER READ AND TO WHOM I PROMISE TO ( Read more... )

in the event that i should do this weekend, i am leaving all my stuff to charlie, who is this homeless guy that always hangs around gator beverage. hes a vietnam vet is homeless but gets 400 a month from the government. that money goes str8 to booze and he deserves our respect and admiration; the grand, supreme champion of the universe of ( Read more... )