Alright fucknuts. I'm off to Merry Ole England in about 30 mins. And by merry I mean gay. I'm honestly not looking forward to a week of waking up at 8am to go sightseeing with my parents. I am kind of excited to go on the Jack the Ripper pub walk though. That motherfucker killed whores for Christ sake. I'm not sure if I'm ready to be checking Suicide Girls at the internet cafe yet, but we shall see. If I do get on I will post a new journal and let you know all the boring crap I saw in London. I'm such an asshole, who the fuck complains about a free trip to London?
I do.
Merry Fucking Christmas.
Let me know if there are any exciting plans for New Years. Please, you know you wanna hang out with me. don't lie to yourself anymore. give into the temptation that is a drunken night with me. Grave Digger Fucking Jesus.
I do.
Merry Fucking Christmas.
Let me know if there are any exciting plans for New Years. Please, you know you wanna hang out with me. don't lie to yourself anymore. give into the temptation that is a drunken night with me. Grave Digger Fucking Jesus.
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Here's a tidbit...I actually used the phrase, "fixin' to" in my journal yesterday...please fucking save me!!!
And yeah, there's no arguement here...I'd gladly have a drunken night with the champagne of dudes...no question!
Try, at least, to have fun. And hey - England's not all bad - they put meat in pies there!