sanctified

in 2 days all of your family and friends could be at your funeral.
isn't that a fucked up thought?
it's so easy to die. i mean, the human body is such a fragile thing. at any time your heart could just stop. a drunk driver could smash into you. you could slip fall and break your neck. you could spontaneously combust.
and you never know when it could happen.

that brings me to this question...
if you could know the time and date of your death....would you want to know?

me? hell yes i would want to know. of course i would try like a bitch to prevent it. but i would want to know mainly because i would want to be sure i could say goodbye and i wouldn't die having an enemy.

ok-i'll stop being morbid now.

i'll just talk about more things that will bore the fuck out of you!

last night, i was outside smoking (bad carmen) and heard these cows down the road mooing and screaming. yeah, cows were screaming. it sounded so fucked up. sounded like they were being slaughered.
but they were probably drowning or some shit.
it's been raining so damn much here. the field behind our horse pasture looks like a lake.

well i have only a half of a clove left. i have ultimately decided that starting JAn. 1st i will not buy another pack.
i know it wont be that hard....i never smoke more than 2 a day. somedays i only smoke a half. but that little bit just feels so nice. kind of like eating chocolate. ...now i'm not making any sense...


god this entry sucks.

BYE