I am rocking the fucking suburbs. Just like quiet riot did!
I went to a nice club in WPB called Sunami, or however you spell that thing. I bet they change their name shortly. Nice groove.
I am waiting to get some acid from a buddy. They are supposed to be cooked into gummi bear stars. I haven't done cid in fucking years and it is making my nipples tingle. I miss it so. Did so much in the past and it was usually a great time. I will update when the good times are rolling.
I went to a nice club in WPB called Sunami, or however you spell that thing. I bet they change their name shortly. Nice groove.
I am waiting to get some acid from a buddy. They are supposed to be cooked into gummi bear stars. I haven't done cid in fucking years and it is making my nipples tingle. I miss it so. Did so much in the past and it was usually a great time. I will update when the good times are rolling.
I have been in the hospital for the last 3 weeks with some fucked up lung thing. I am a cronic smoker, but don't touch cigs. I got a viral infection in my lung and ended up with phenumonia or how ever it is spelled. After surgery I now have some body modification to talk about. I have an 18" incision from the center of my back to under my arm. There are 3 1" slits between my ribs where the chest tubes were sucking fluid out of my lungs. It fucking sucked, but it is good to be up and walking around.
What the fuck can I say. Appreciate life cause it can be taken from you at any time. In the end your family and friends are all that matter.
My wife is all bugged the fuck out cause she thought I might croak so now she wants me to knock her up ASAP so she can have my DNA for the experiment which will be our spawn. I don't mind the idea at all but the expense of this whole thing and now a child has given me the added desire to make money like I am a rapper or something. I guess that is the good side of greed?
The MDs say I should get back at least 80% of my lulng so I have to quit smoking the herb. I have been a burn out since I was 13 with very few breaks. I have the will power to quit and the $ I save will be nice, but that means spending a lot less time with my best friends who I would never ask to quit on my behalf. We will still be brothers, but the parties will less hazy.
On the flip side, my health is #1 right now. I lost 25 lbs and I like the new look. I am sure that when I start working out again I will gain 10 lbs of muscle back, but I can stay fit instead of bulking up and slim down.
I will try to take few pics of the scars and maybe change my avitar to something more fitting given my current situation.
Much love,
Aaron
What the fuck can I say. Appreciate life cause it can be taken from you at any time. In the end your family and friends are all that matter.
My wife is all bugged the fuck out cause she thought I might croak so now she wants me to knock her up ASAP so she can have my DNA for the experiment which will be our spawn. I don't mind the idea at all but the expense of this whole thing and now a child has given me the added desire to make money like I am a rapper or something. I guess that is the good side of greed?
The MDs say I should get back at least 80% of my lulng so I have to quit smoking the herb. I have been a burn out since I was 13 with very few breaks. I have the will power to quit and the $ I save will be nice, but that means spending a lot less time with my best friends who I would never ask to quit on my behalf. We will still be brothers, but the parties will less hazy.
On the flip side, my health is #1 right now. I lost 25 lbs and I like the new look. I am sure that when I start working out again I will gain 10 lbs of muscle back, but I can stay fit instead of bulking up and slim down.
I will try to take few pics of the scars and maybe change my avitar to something more fitting given my current situation.
Much love,
Aaron
Happy New Year! Fuck '04. It was all about revenge and hate. I am preaching the love. Come down Ra. Lets get that age of aquarious shit flowing. The age of reason is coming. Are you ready?
Twas the night before Christmas, and back at my mansion;
My dog was balls deep, in young Scarlett Johansson
Three teenage runaways all chained to my bed,
Two sucked my tits, while the last gave me head;
The handcuffs were chafing, their collars on tight,
I warmed up the cattle prod for a long night.
A call from security disrupted my screwing;
An alarm had gone off, and some trouble was brewing.
I went to my monitor, scanned the estate.
The intruder was visible on camera eight.
A fat load of crap in a fuzzy red suit,
In a queer little sleigh with his bag full of loot.
Eight tiny reindeer the color of fawn;
This would be the last year they would shit on my lawn.
The hookers and runaways would just have to wait,
While I did what I did to protect my estate.
When I got to my parlor I saw Santa there;
My bodyguards had him strapped down to a chair.
They had beat him severely, they couldn't avoid it.
And Santa they said, well he rather enjoyed it.
"I came for your help," he told me with a tear;
"You're the only one who can save Christmas this year."
"We are so much alike, I know that much is true;
Since you also spread joy; just as much as I do.
I give everyone presents I don't ask to get paid
Is it so much to ask that I want to get laid?"
"A blumpkin! a donkey punch! the old Cleveland steamer!
Mrs. Claus is too old, and she won't let me ream her!"
I sympathized with the old guy this was true;
But there were some things (and some guys) that I just wouldn't do.
"I'll help the old dude" said a voice from behind me,
He looked over my shoulder and said, "Thank-you kindly!"
So, who would I thank for last minute salvation?
Why young Scarlett Johansson (from Lost in Translation)
Santa was thrilled and he did a quick dance
With a gleam in his eye and a tent in his pants.
She dropped to her knees and she spit on her hand,
As she undid his belt something happened, unplanned.
At the touch of her fingers he moaned and he farted;
And Santa was finished before he had started.
And Scarlett was literally covered in goo;
Like a young blade of grass in the fresh morning dew.
But more like a birthday cake covered in frosting;
Poor Santa collapsed the whole thing quite exhausting.
Scarlett licked her full lips and she said, "it's quite chalky."
"It's lucky for you that I'm into bukkake."
Well, Santa got up and he brushed off his suit,
As she licked the last drops of his seed off his boot.
Then Santa said, "Sorry, I guess one thing's clear:
It's that Santa should come more than one time a year."
But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight,
Merry Christmas to all, and buy a gift certificate at
www.tshirthell.com, tonight.
My dog was balls deep, in young Scarlett Johansson
Three teenage runaways all chained to my bed,
Two sucked my tits, while the last gave me head;
The handcuffs were chafing, their collars on tight,
I warmed up the cattle prod for a long night.
A call from security disrupted my screwing;
An alarm had gone off, and some trouble was brewing.
I went to my monitor, scanned the estate.
The intruder was visible on camera eight.
A fat load of crap in a fuzzy red suit,
In a queer little sleigh with his bag full of loot.
Eight tiny reindeer the color of fawn;
This would be the last year they would shit on my lawn.
The hookers and runaways would just have to wait,
While I did what I did to protect my estate.
When I got to my parlor I saw Santa there;
My bodyguards had him strapped down to a chair.
They had beat him severely, they couldn't avoid it.
And Santa they said, well he rather enjoyed it.
"I came for your help," he told me with a tear;
"You're the only one who can save Christmas this year."
"We are so much alike, I know that much is true;
Since you also spread joy; just as much as I do.
I give everyone presents I don't ask to get paid
Is it so much to ask that I want to get laid?"
"A blumpkin! a donkey punch! the old Cleveland steamer!
Mrs. Claus is too old, and she won't let me ream her!"
I sympathized with the old guy this was true;
But there were some things (and some guys) that I just wouldn't do.
"I'll help the old dude" said a voice from behind me,
He looked over my shoulder and said, "Thank-you kindly!"
So, who would I thank for last minute salvation?
Why young Scarlett Johansson (from Lost in Translation)
Santa was thrilled and he did a quick dance
With a gleam in his eye and a tent in his pants.
She dropped to her knees and she spit on her hand,
As she undid his belt something happened, unplanned.
At the touch of her fingers he moaned and he farted;
And Santa was finished before he had started.
And Scarlett was literally covered in goo;
Like a young blade of grass in the fresh morning dew.
But more like a birthday cake covered in frosting;
Poor Santa collapsed the whole thing quite exhausting.
Scarlett licked her full lips and she said, "it's quite chalky."
"It's lucky for you that I'm into bukkake."
Well, Santa got up and he brushed off his suit,
As she licked the last drops of his seed off his boot.
Then Santa said, "Sorry, I guess one thing's clear:
It's that Santa should come more than one time a year."
But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight,
Merry Christmas to all, and buy a gift certificate at
www.tshirthell.com, tonight.
New Willy Wonka looks kinda lame. Sorry Burton fans this one was best left alone.
Latest movies I saw stoned:
Life Aquatic kicked ass
I, Robot was pretty but very lame...bad adaptation from book
Blade trinity....ok, funny, too stoned to take plot seriously
brain cady - one of the best movies ever made
Latest movies I saw stoned:
Life Aquatic kicked ass
I, Robot was pretty but very lame...bad adaptation from book
Blade trinity....ok, funny, too stoned to take plot seriously
brain cady - one of the best movies ever made
I don't know why, but this site barfs when you use Opera or firfox. Right now I am typing over smiley faces and emphasis terms like "bold." Someone fix this!
So I guess I should fill up this space with cool stuff to make my life seem more meaningful. Let me preface this journal by saying that I have shitty spelling. It is a fact. I could spend hours checking it, but I don't have the patience. If I goof up read the context and try to figure it out.
My lifestyle may be a tad mundane, you decide:
Recently married, two cats, good friends, conversations-o-plenty, smoking kind 2-3 times a week, loud music, porn, gummi bears, family, some sports, work sucks, clipping coupons, fasination with women, anti-hippy, bad friends, other bad habits, animal insticts, pleasure principle.
These describe my world, but not me.
My lifestyle may be a tad mundane, you decide:
Recently married, two cats, good friends, conversations-o-plenty, smoking kind 2-3 times a week, loud music, porn, gummi bears, family, some sports, work sucks, clipping coupons, fasination with women, anti-hippy, bad friends, other bad habits, animal insticts, pleasure principle.
These describe my world, but not me.
Really incriminating pic of me. It has been months since I've partied like that. As a results I have settled into a life of 9-5 hours, shirt & tie, cream & sugar, blah.
It hurts to think about how I have changed, but my life is better off. Soon to be family man with responsibilities. I don't hate what Iv'e become because it is still me. I love me!
I need to talk to real people with ideas and beliefs, ambitions and strugles. What is boring to you excites the living shit out of me. Show me what life is all about...joy & pain.
It hurts to think about how I have changed, but my life is better off. Soon to be family man with responsibilities. I don't hate what Iv'e become because it is still me. I love me!
I need to talk to real people with ideas and beliefs, ambitions and strugles. What is boring to you excites the living shit out of me. Show me what life is all about...joy & pain.
