The great Big Black Things that have loomed against the horizon of my life, threatening to devour me, simply loomed & nothing more. The things that have really made me miss my train have always been sweet, soft, pretty, pleasant things of which I was not in the least affraid.

Elbert Hubbard

OK I is feelin a bit better although my leg/ ankle still fucking hurts after 2 months I feel like it will get better eventually. I am begining to think I tore a ligament or something. Although I have not been off my feet for even one day, it fucking hurts! & I am tired of the pain. Things is good, catching up on stuff @ home & looking forward to the spring & some travlin aruond, where I will go is hard to say. There are so many places/ people I would like to see. I got so many motorcycle & even car projects but have decided to work on them @ my leisure instead of pushing myself too hard. My job has to be the 1st priority since I like to spend money. The other stuff is just something that will make money eventually. Meanwhile back @ the ranch the bills keep coming in. I wonder how did I get so many bills? If it were not for online banking I would need a fucking accountant to cover my ass. I was so used to being poor I don't really know what to do now that I am making some jack. I need someone to slap me & tell me to stop working & relax. But I do enjoy especially my work @ home. I feel like I am @ heart a blue collar stiff & will always be. I wonder who if anyone will read this? Well if nothing else I feel better after writing this how about you?

In the last six months I have.

1. Sprain my R Shoulder

2. While carrying a pitcher full of h20 & a glass in
Louisville, KY I tripped & Sliced my R hand & arm open by
falling on a glass. As Cara was washing my hand & I was
bleeding like a stuffed pig she says are you going to pass
out I said no, she said I might then left.

2. Sprain my L Shoulder

3. Fell on my head climbing a fence to kick some Julios Ass
When I got up he was gone he either:
A. Ran away
B. Ran around the corner & laughed @ my drunken ass
C. Or was he just a drunken drug induced abhortion?

4. Fractured my heel climbing back over the fence to get
back into my house after stumbling to the back door
(it was locked) When I awoke the next morn I got out of
bed & screemed when I put weight on my foot, then said
to myself I must have had a good night.

5. Had my teeth drilled to nubs while having a panic attack
from the larger slower drill.

6. Thanksgiving day I was wrestling w/ my friend Holly's 15
yr old & sprained my ankle, that brings me to today it still
fucking hurts.

I am @ work & very motherfuckin ready to get home to Lortabs & Booze.


I never knew life would be this much fun.

Like the Sargent says Happy birthday Dear Jesus

New Pics!!!!
I don know how to load dem straight to my journal yet so u will have to go to the pics folder.

Well its 1130 & I am still @ work, I work on a drilling rig most of the time in the Gulf of Mexico but this time I am in lake Borgne south of lake Ponchatrain. Its quiet here in my room & I need to wake @ 430 am to work but my thoughts are running in my mind a bit, @ midnight I will be ouch! 33 yrs old. I was talking to my mom the other day & one of us mentioned my upcoming birthday, she knows how old I am but for the last couple of yrs has played a little game by asking how old are you this yr? So this time I just said pick a number, she said 33 I said ok now pick a lower number, she laughed & I did too. I thought my 30's would be shite or was affraid of same but they are actually quite interesting & I can safley say that sometimes I feel as I get older, I don't think I am quite as retarded as I used to be. Happy b-day to me! from: well...
me.