I beat the cold, FUCK YOU SICKNESS, I WIN!!!! RAWR!
Just in time too, I've been trying to work on vocal tracks but being stuffed up sucksssssssssssssss.
What an amazing sunday I had. I was hanging out with a friend until about 6 in the morning. Around 6:30 we decided to hit IHOP, which neither of us have been to in years...it was well worth the sleep deprivation.
I didn't get to sleep until 8:30, caught a few hours of sleep but felt like total hell. No worries though, I nursed myself back to health later that night with some awesome KFC and The Toolbox Murders (pretty decent film, could've been better).
Speaking of KFC, why do the dumbest, strangest douchebags inhabit that place? There was this woman that I swear was hyped up on crack and heroin at the same time. She was semi-slurring her speech and complaining about how the mashed potatoes gave her 2nd degree burns. Oh lord, jam those potatoes up your vag and seal the crevice...please. I had to leave the restaurant because I was laughing so hard. People are fucked.
On a brighter note, I spent a good couple of hours tonight listening to my father tell stories from his duty in Vietnam again. No matter how many times I hear them, they're always amazing. They're so funny and bizarre...the lighter side of the war that most people don't get to hear. I need to invest in a DV cam or something to document it all. My dad is one of my heroes, always will be.
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malloreigh:
They're my favourite pair to use. Much better than the glass marbles I sometimes put in in the morning.
atarianpunk:
I love my sister but her husband is a bigass horse pill to swallow sometimes. He's one of those that doesn't listen to you but you must listen and learn from every syllable he expounds from his fat cake hole. 