Today was great.
I woke up around eight in the A.M. Took a nice shave and shower and headed on down to Lawerenceville to the Guitar Center to harass Dillian, Mike, and Mag. I suceed in annoying Dillian, with him looking like Jesus on Crack, or a Homeless Man. I fiddled with the Line 6 Floor Pedals on some guitars. I really enjoy the weight and sturdiness of a well made Gibson. Then as I bought the part I needed to restore my Frankenstein guitar, and got checked out I was captivated by a beautiful Acoustic Bass. I sat down on the floor and played various Metallica Doodles, and Primus lines. I finnally went home and this stupid son-of-a-bitch-mother-fucking-ass-clown-turd-burgular of a window man gets my order wrong over at Steak'n Shake. But whatever it was good anyways. Lets see I headed toward the Mall of Georgia after I cleaned and moved my bed into the living room. I stuck around Old Glory hanging with my Bro' Metal Maq. Walked to Barnes and Noble and picked up some Charcoal, Dynamic Anatomy, Haunted (Chuck Palahnuik, which im fucking thrilled to read), and Basic Writing of Nietzsche which i've already read I just wanted the hardback since my paper back was in shitty condition. I hit up starbucks, and rooms to BLOW, got mooned by some fat ass fucker that could short dick every cannibal on the congo.
I woke up around eight in the A.M. Took a nice shave and shower and headed on down to Lawerenceville to the Guitar Center to harass Dillian, Mike, and Mag. I suceed in annoying Dillian, with him looking like Jesus on Crack, or a Homeless Man. I fiddled with the Line 6 Floor Pedals on some guitars. I really enjoy the weight and sturdiness of a well made Gibson. Then as I bought the part I needed to restore my Frankenstein guitar, and got checked out I was captivated by a beautiful Acoustic Bass. I sat down on the floor and played various Metallica Doodles, and Primus lines. I finnally went home and this stupid son-of-a-bitch-mother-fucking-ass-clown-turd-burgular of a window man gets my order wrong over at Steak'n Shake. But whatever it was good anyways. Lets see I headed toward the Mall of Georgia after I cleaned and moved my bed into the living room. I stuck around Old Glory hanging with my Bro' Metal Maq. Walked to Barnes and Noble and picked up some Charcoal, Dynamic Anatomy, Haunted (Chuck Palahnuik, which im fucking thrilled to read), and Basic Writing of Nietzsche which i've already read I just wanted the hardback since my paper back was in shitty condition. I hit up starbucks, and rooms to BLOW, got mooned by some fat ass fucker that could short dick every cannibal on the congo.