weeeee I stink of funk!
usually women WARN people about hatchet wounds....
I've been sleeping alot less than I used to. the past few weeks I've been going on at most five or six a night. sometimes eight if my girl wears me out. (
I know you're reading this) but its strange I actually feel like I have more energy now.
I might be getting a job at rent-a-center. they pay well but there's three problems. 1 they require 48 hours a week 2 I would never have two consecutive days off in week and 3 its over an hour away. that'll be AT LEAST 58 hours of invested time in this place a week. not to mention the fact that the time between getting up for work and leaving the house should count as work too.
I COULD move to Hickory but damn the first four letters say it all. dueling banjoes is the town theme song. hell I'm not even sure I want to stay in this TIMEZONE! lex has been trying to get me to move out to Indiana for years, and it sounds like a great place for me, (except for the occasional skinhead)
deciding all this shit is almost as much fun as running my dick through a meat grinder. but Richard didnt care for that at all. maybe I should just move to alaska so I can get eaten by a grizzly.
oh and on the bright side I got to take pictures of the lovely and totally fucken nuts trye go check her out. she's cool as shit.
oo! and Nali is rockin out in our great white neighbor to the north! She's badass!!! and has a crowbar!!!
and last but not least the other young lady on my friends list (why the fuck would I want to talk to other guys on this shit?) the ever talented artsaves1228 has art for sale! go buy me the Death picture
HA! nobody else reads my shit so I've given a shout out (*shudder* I feel dirty having said that) to all the cool people! if you read my journal go check out the people I've mentioned! they all rock harder than hezbela!
to some!
to the rest!
usually women WARN people about hatchet wounds....
I've been sleeping alot less than I used to. the past few weeks I've been going on at most five or six a night. sometimes eight if my girl wears me out. (
I know you're reading this) but its strange I actually feel like I have more energy now.
I might be getting a job at rent-a-center. they pay well but there's three problems. 1 they require 48 hours a week 2 I would never have two consecutive days off in week and 3 its over an hour away. that'll be AT LEAST 58 hours of invested time in this place a week. not to mention the fact that the time between getting up for work and leaving the house should count as work too.
I COULD move to Hickory but damn the first four letters say it all. dueling banjoes is the town theme song. hell I'm not even sure I want to stay in this TIMEZONE! lex has been trying to get me to move out to Indiana for years, and it sounds like a great place for me, (except for the occasional skinhead)
deciding all this shit is almost as much fun as running my dick through a meat grinder. but Richard didnt care for that at all. maybe I should just move to alaska so I can get eaten by a grizzly.
oh and on the bright side I got to take pictures of the lovely and totally fucken nuts trye go check her out. she's cool as shit.
oo! and Nali is rockin out in our great white neighbor to the north! She's badass!!! and has a crowbar!!!
and last but not least the other young lady on my friends list (why the fuck would I want to talk to other guys on this shit?) the ever talented artsaves1228 has art for sale! go buy me the Death picture
HA! nobody else reads my shit so I've given a shout out (*shudder* I feel dirty having said that) to all the cool people! if you read my journal go check out the people I've mentioned! they all rock harder than hezbela!
to some!
to the rest!