and anyway, you must have trouble typing with your chainsaw hands! I bet you get 12 year old former sweatshop employees to do your typing for you and threaten them with your heat vision if they don't type above 120wpm. And I'm a terrible person?? hehe
ah, gluttony. my favorite deadly sin. although sloth is a close second. and lust...its like picking a favorite child.
20 arby's roast beef sandwiches, 54 cans of coors light...two people. listening to beethoven's 9th symphony (ode to to joy).
ask sonofsin if you don't believe me.
For me... it's Pride. Pride is definitely the sin that will decapitate me and spin my head on its finger like a basketball or some other such whirlygig.
BTW, the bit of narration you left in my journal?
Beautiful, eloquent and artistic depiction of domestic violence. It made me want to watch COPS and cry over the subtle white trash elegance of it all.
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i've decided to make a language entirely based on emoticons. for example:
TRANSLATION:
so these 3 robots walk into a bar. a few minutes after they sit down this pissed off monkey barges in. the monkey says "hey which one of you chickenshit robots wants to get punched in the face?!" the robots started to laugh, which only enraged the monkey more. one of the... Read More
yep, just to rub it in your faces. don't worry, it sucked. ordered a Delmonico... ended up with some shitty burned dried out piece of meat... couldn't even really tell what cut it was. that's bad considering i used to work at that place.
we went more for our girly frozen drinks. the steak was just an added bonus. haha.
from the beginning, it was said that if Matt doesn't come, it isn't going to work. i'm sorry. i would love to hang out with you, but it is my birthday. i want nothing more in this world than to see Matt... that would be why i spent my birthday money (that i could have gotten a new bass with) on tickets for you all to come up here.
& before i purchased the tickets, i must have asked Matt about 8 million times, if he was sure you all would be able to make it. now, one week prior to the trip, it's a problem.
no, you all aren't siamese twins, but like i said, it's my birthday. i don't really want to spend it being depressed, because the man i want to spend it with can't make it, but i'm still paying for his roomate to come up.
do you have any idea how unfair that is to me?
& if you ask me, you sure as hell ain't the one gettin' shafted... that would be me, dear.
i guess, since i have been trying to keep my cool, i haven't really shown just how upset i am. i hope this clears it up for the two of you. all i asked was that my birthday not be ruined... & now that i have spent a good chunk of my birthday money on non refundable tickets, i guess i'm kinda screwed for what i was looking to do on my 21st birthday.
alright, fine...i suppose i'll update my journal today. here are some paintings i've been working on when i'm not passed out drunk or working for the man so i can pay my bills late. well hell, at least i pay them at all. those guys are jerks. anyway this is a rare glimpse into my studio. and by studio, i mean a cheap easel sitting... Read More
close enough.....soon as i get finished transferring all my shit to the laptop, i will let him use the tower.....dont get your panties in a bind. he will be back online soon enough.
back online again...finally upgraded my computer. the floppy drive doesn't work and the usb ports don't respond, but hey...it's faster. piece of shit. computers piss me off.
finally got around to posting some of my paintings in the pics folder. i've been attempting a few new pieces when i'm not drunk or asleep. now if i could just get my scanner working again i'd be alright...computers piss me off.
Nice paintings! Very intense and colorful; just how I like 'em.
I can't understand how you can sleep on what you can (ie- "art supplies") but I can understand why you wouldn't want to smoke pot. I'm trying to give it up; any suggestions? (don't laugh I know it sounds stupid )
By the way, how is life in NC? I have a lot of crazy southern relatives. We are all from Green County, where people don't sel their trailer homes when they move; they burn 'em down! Seriously, though, I do mis the warm waether and good ole southern rowdiness