allonblack

My day.

Woke up after my 3 hour nap I call a "good nights sleep" around 1:30pm or so. Went to the hood. Bought a $3 burrito and a 40 of High Life. Watched hockey.

Sweeeeet

Happy Birthday Mom.

Happy Birthday Hitler (fucker, I hope you're being severely anally raped in hell right now)

Happy Birthday Columbine shootings (Marilyn Manson made me write that)

Happy Birthday Jesus's resurection (he's at his brothers playing X Box)

Even as you told me a story of hooking up with someone, you melted me like a slurpee on the hood of our 63 Lincoln in the Wal Mart parking lot on a hot sunny day.

Now let's go on in and get you that tube top you want.

Fuck flakes

An open letter to people that have no idea how to treat friends.

A: Flakes fucking suck. If you flake on people, don't pretend people like you. They don't. No one, likes a person that constantly flakes on you.

B: Occasionally, not often, but occasionally, try and pretend you genuinely care for said friend. Don't treat them as a luxury. Don't treat them like shit...
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Gah. Everyone just bailed on me. All dressed up with no place to go.

I need to go to AA to find people that can drink more than one night in a row. I swear to Christ this gets old. One night of like 6 beers and they're done for the week....

Guess I'll go try and hustle some beers at Joes in pool games.

On a happy note:

My Grandmother and Father decided to each donate their record collections to me in their entirety.

I'll paint the picture. My father was a greaser/gearhead, graduated high school in 1955. My Grandmother purchased a hifi in like 1960 or so, and all she liked from then until like 1980 was country. It's mind boggling the shit they have between the two...
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My father is alive. I should be thrilled and happy everything went well today. But for some reason I can't be happy. Maybe it's a pre emptive strike at the pain I'm going to feel when does die. He's pretty old for a 24 year olds father. He's about to turn 65 in a month. He still works 80 hours a week, and works fucking...
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If I let you go. You'll come and get me in my sleep.

Choices, choices choices.

Blind faith? Failure! Usually works.Cruel and unusual punishment if you ask me.

That my good friend, is a world I could never hope to penetrate. I've seen it. I've read all about the tears, the joy.

I'm poor white trash. Always have been. Always will be. The only tears I know are ones inflicted upon me from a balding woman with cancer...
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Party. Get naked. Buy us beer.

No furniture. Gin and Tonic. Get naked.


Thank you Rev for shaping me as a drunk, a man, and a fashionable individual.

Too fast to live, tou ugly to die.