With the good, comes the bad. Another early morning wake up by the cops. Thankfully, it was not for something I did. According to my neighbor, three guys broke out the window to my car. Fuckers. They broke my window. That's it. What's funny is that my car is never locked. They could have just opened the door and took whatever it is that they wanted. I assume they were going to steal the car since I have nothing of value in it. Factory stereo missing the knobs. An empty taco bell cup. Nothing else. I'm glad the losers decided to do it during the summer and not the winter. Now let's just hope it doesn't cost too much to repair.
The plus side is that it woke me up just in time to purchase my NIN tickets! I completely forgot that they went on sale today and I would have probably slept through it. I got kind of drunk last night which made for a nasty little hangover. It sure was fun talking to the cop half-fucked up. Ha Ha!! The nin show is at the savvis center in st louis. Looks like I got good seats. I heard its a great venue for shows. Only ten years old.
Serenity now....
time for work.
Old McDonald
The plus side is that it woke me up just in time to purchase my NIN tickets! I completely forgot that they went on sale today and I would have probably slept through it. I got kind of drunk last night which made for a nasty little hangover. It sure was fun talking to the cop half-fucked up. Ha Ha!! The nin show is at the savvis center in st louis. Looks like I got good seats. I heard its a great venue for shows. Only ten years old.
Serenity now....
time for work.
Old McDonald
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I'm too much for a lot of people, though. I'm pretty intense. I'm an artist. What the fuck do they expect?
He tells me that what is bothering him is that I don't have a job and we need more money and if I had a job and we had more money then everything would be just peachy-keen. (Peachy-keen is my word, not his.) So, as soon as my car is legal again, I'm going out to get a job and after that doesn't miraculously make our lives better, I'm doing something about it.
Therapy probably is a waste of time. I think I just need somebody to listen to me ramble on about my stupid shit and paying someone to do it seems to be the only way it's gonna happen. And I have some MAJOR past issues to deal with. Self esteem problems, all that rot.
Why am I writing all this shit in your comments? I guess its just cuz I like your nose.
You weren't really going to get a nose job were you? I hope you're kidding. I shouldn't say that. I'd love to get a nose job. It would be very subtle... just skinny up the tip a little. I don't like the whole roundness. Eh... it's not the biggest problem on my plate, so... no biggie.
Michael Wincott is awesome, isn't he? In 1492, he was about the sexiest a man could ever get... besides the massacres and all.
Thanks for liking my pix. I find that if you take enough pix of yourself, you're bound to come out with a few pretty good ones. God bless digital cameras with timers. I think I'll post some of my other photography pretty soon. Some that I'm not in.