Ok, here is an old picture of me I found. It is of me when I still had my pink hawk, before it was black/white. It's kind of a bad picture because I had to take it myself in the mirror. Eh, oh well.
Sorry about not updating in forever, I have like had the internet off and on, and I have been working like a mofo. Ashley and I are doing good now. Damn I love her.
I made a new friend. His name is Peter. He lives in the beans. He told me that's what his name was when I was at work. It was kind of scary; I was just working normally and I heard this childish whisper comming from the shelf. "Hi. My name is Peter" it said. I figured I must have been really tired or something, but wow... I am beginning to believe that I heard something real. I don't know how that's possible, but it seems like one of those things you just have to believe, like that there is no air in space. I have no proof, I know nobody that has been to space and tried to breath, so I have no clue if it is true that there is no air in space. Or perhaps that there is a God. There is no physical proof, but people put faith in it without needing evidence. Maybe Peter is just a voice in my head, or maybe he is a being in an alternate place and time, and through some random occurance in the time-space continuem, I can hear him. Kind of like a worm hole for sound. I don't know... There are many unexplained things in the world, and Peter is one of them. Maybe it has to do with my theory that Crest (the store where I work) is haunted. Maybe Peter is a ghost. I have had many odd things happen at Crest, like hearing voices, having the clock get screwy, where a minute seems to last forever, and then an hour seems like a minute, and having things disappear when you turn around, like Anthony's knives. He has lost around 8 box knives. He sets them on his table or in his pocket, and then they are just gone. Nobody ever sees them again. Usually if you drop something, you find it on the floor later, but we have not found a shred of evidence from those missing knives. I told him he has the Burmuda Pocket. Or maybe like when Charles got cut by razors that suddenly appeared in his shoe. How the hell would you get razors in your shoe? They weren't there before he got cut, and he ended up missing a day of work because the cut was so bad that he had to go to the hospital and get stitches on his toe. Odd things are afoot, I tell you... No pun intended.
Sorry about not updating in forever, I have like had the internet off and on, and I have been working like a mofo. Ashley and I are doing good now. Damn I love her.
I made a new friend. His name is Peter. He lives in the beans. He told me that's what his name was when I was at work. It was kind of scary; I was just working normally and I heard this childish whisper comming from the shelf. "Hi. My name is Peter" it said. I figured I must have been really tired or something, but wow... I am beginning to believe that I heard something real. I don't know how that's possible, but it seems like one of those things you just have to believe, like that there is no air in space. I have no proof, I know nobody that has been to space and tried to breath, so I have no clue if it is true that there is no air in space. Or perhaps that there is a God. There is no physical proof, but people put faith in it without needing evidence. Maybe Peter is just a voice in my head, or maybe he is a being in an alternate place and time, and through some random occurance in the time-space continuem, I can hear him. Kind of like a worm hole for sound. I don't know... There are many unexplained things in the world, and Peter is one of them. Maybe it has to do with my theory that Crest (the store where I work) is haunted. Maybe Peter is a ghost. I have had many odd things happen at Crest, like hearing voices, having the clock get screwy, where a minute seems to last forever, and then an hour seems like a minute, and having things disappear when you turn around, like Anthony's knives. He has lost around 8 box knives. He sets them on his table or in his pocket, and then they are just gone. Nobody ever sees them again. Usually if you drop something, you find it on the floor later, but we have not found a shred of evidence from those missing knives. I told him he has the Burmuda Pocket. Or maybe like when Charles got cut by razors that suddenly appeared in his shoe. How the hell would you get razors in your shoe? They weren't there before he got cut, and he ended up missing a day of work because the cut was so bad that he had to go to the hospital and get stitches on his toe. Odd things are afoot, I tell you... No pun intended.
That's someone creepy I'd be scared!!