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Damn it!
So here I am at work, stuck till 2:00A.M. Why? Well my manager asked me if I wanted to stay this late a week back. Thinking about how boring these past few Saturdays were, I was okay with. I figured, I get a few more hours. He told me I'd get Sunday off. Yeah, right, the fucker tricked me. I'd write more, but its 12:53 right now, and someone ( Read more... ) -
Inspiration
I thought what to write about as I drove home from the recycling dump by the Police Station on Escobar. It closed early. I took the scenic route by the hood and cruised by Le Barron, kids were still getting out. Bastard sanitation guys are supposed to be open till 5. I don't knock out early on my work, they shouldn't either. We are paying for ( Read more... ) -
I'm in pain, seriously.
No emotional, well, not completely ( Read more... ) -
Tired of being bubblegum chewed up.
I've been feeling so depressed recently ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Its like I haven't had time for myself ( Read more... ) -
Greatest song ever
DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE LYRICS ( Read more... ) -
Finally.
Ok. So there is this girl Natalie that flirts with all the time over the phone. She works at the Red Roof Inn. So I know she's a couple years older, and likes crappy music (Staind's new album). But she's funny to talk to and I've been wanting to go see what she looks like for the longest time. I've been telling her I'm going to go visit her too ( Read more... ) -
So I especially wanted to thank someone.
Thank you Michelle, I love you. -
And so once again...
I'm not seeing anyone. -
A conspiracy? I think so.
So last night we did some pregame smoking at Chubb's house, then some pregame drinkin' at Sarawalk. I drive us down to the Natti, met up with everyone, and then tried getting into O2 because Richard & Roman know people. They tripped on my shoes, which they never did when I used to go with Lulu. Roman is cousin's with the bouncer, and he let me ( Read more... )