garbleflabel. THat's the word to describe my brain at the moment. That's only an abreviation. The actual word would take 25.5 years to pronounce. I'm confusededed. And I think I've made too many assumptions lately. Either that or it was wishful thinking. Either way it sucks ass. I wish I could drink myself into a comma, but I'm too poor. and if I keep fucking... Read More
Batman ruled my soul. Not that there's much of a soul to rule. Go watch it. Immediately.
When I get off of work, I 've got some apreciation to show. We'll get the ball rolling with Walker for bringing me back from the dead, and being fucking hilarious, even back when I though that he hated me.
Ok, I thought that I should update just to inform you that no, I am not still at karaoke. It was a lot of fun, though. I didn't sing anything, because I wasn't drunk enough, and I did n't want to ruin anybody's evening. I did, however, get to see a lot of familiar faces. WhoDoVooDooWeDo, Roxy, macbastard, obd, and rawr_ima_monster... Read More
My OCD is out of fucking control today. I haven't been this bad since I was a kid. Symmetry is hapiness. Perfection must be obtained. My grammar is pissing me off. I make too many typos. I can't speak properly. I always say the wrong word, or stutter. The pens aren't lined up. They aren't far enough away. Now they're too far. I made two... Read More
I get a half an hour for "lunch" every night. Tonight, I took my break at 11:52. I walked out side, got in my rented grand am, and I drove off.
I spent a bit trying to push the car up to 5000 rpms. That acomplished, I occupied the time by doing 70 through the streets of valencia. Windows down. Aenima blaring from the stereo.... Read More
My new profile pic is driving me crazy. One of the doors is opened behind me. This is unacceptable. Two months ago, I probably wouldn't have even noticed. Episode VII, Revenge of the OCD... Worst thing ever.
The following is an AIM conversation I had with my brothers girlfriend at 4 this morning. I'm Doc.
I'm back. For the who didnt knotice that I was gone... Hahahahaha! Stupi dhead.
I just woke up in a pile of the junk cthat I haven't finished unpacking yet. I'm not sure how I got there, but my last beer spilled. Fortuaantely for me, the last of the johnny walker didn't. Booya! Or something. I need a shower. my face is sticky.
What the hell is going on??? You disappeared from my friends list, then your back and you have all these strange posts. Is everything okay? Please don't go away...I would miss you terribly!
Aparently I like to make things rough
This stands on its own.