8spiders

I'm going to start this by saying.

FUCK

I sang AC/DC's Big Balls at rock and roll karaoke and everyone flipped out. God I'm Awesome.

It was my sister's birthday this week and I thought about calling her to patch things up between us. But then I remembered it was entirely not-my-fault we stopped talking in the first place.

Fuck her.

I miss my brother, too... I know we'll always be on speaking terms, though. I need to go visit him.

Life just gets more... intense. I used to be really good friends with my best friend's husband but tensions continue to rise between us as things get worse between them. I decided we need to talk... like 'talk' talk.

Seriously, I'm going to ask him if this ends with us knocking each other's teeth out in the streets. I want to ask him when he stands over my pulped corpse and beats his chest in victory if he'll finally be happy.

There's this girl at work that I'm not physically attracted to, but her personality is just fucking awesome. She listens to metal and plays the bass like a raging hard-on. I want to fuck her.

But I have to smack my hand whenever I see it reach for the cookie jar. I'm only there for another two weeks and I can't afford to shit where I eat. Fuck where I eat? Mmm... anyway:

I'm working 10-12 hour shifts so I can finish paying my debt and then buy a piano... thus begins my tansformation.

I will offically 'whip a llama's ass with a belt'.

Thanks Wesley Willis, you fat crazy fuck. I'll always miss the Daddy of Rock & Roll.