storey

Today will hence forth be know as Happy Go-Lucky Tuesday (the tuesday that I went back to school from spring break and forgot about a test that I failed and ended up having my car break down in the parking lot of the place that I went to so that I could buy a pair of work boots that I didnt want that cost me $90 and my frined bailed on plans that she made with me for a movie so my night will be spent listeneing to Bill yell and scream at Morrowind all night so that I can go to sleep and get up early to go to a shithole job that I hate). What I need right now is a good stiff drink and an even stiffer steel pipe to exact some vengence on a few people with..........................................................................god im tired.



update: it is now clear to me that no one knows who I am. Not my friends, not my aquaintinces, not my family. No one. After 24 years of knowing poeple you'd think that they'd get to know you at least a little bit. Get to know what sort of things you like. What gets under your skin. The things that just make you wanna cave their heads in with a chunk of concrete and then take them out for a shake like nothing happened. You know, personal things. At least, you'd like to think that about all the people that mean something to you. I know I do...........................did.