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Friday, June 20th, 2003
12:54 pm
Well, i just got off the bus at the library with a bag full of work clothes, a belly full of fried chicken and beer, and a nice fucken feeling about the day ahead. Feelin so good that i can take the time to get my ass out to the library and update my fucken journal.

Last nite i was hangin out with Arin, she somehow convinced me ta dip out of work and have a good time... well i called the boss and said that there was a "sensative situation" that i had to take care of and that my mom was crying about something that i really couldn't talk about, somehow she actually believed my lying ass. so We ride out ta patrick's house and get some beers, i throw up my trihawk, and we head out with the taxi. at this point i was drunk, and me and patrick were shootin pool; he really sux at the game and didn't put up much of a challange but it was fun.
so i head out of the 1026 and ta pound some beers, for some reason we didn't go back in. so me and arin walk towards the A street circle K, and we come across a train. Arin decides to run in front of the train and the next thing i know is that she i standing next to a cop car. I thought about whether or not ta throw my bag full of beer, weed, and other illegalities... but i decided to jump in between the train cars so i could help get that pig off arin's back. Well he gave me that normal cop spiel about tryin ta protect the people (BULLSHIT), then he had me assume the position of a rape victim as he patted my body down. EVERY FUCKEN TIME I FEEL A PIG'S HANDS ON ME i fucking cringe as my blood curdles, all i could think about was killin that bastard and taking his soul. He did not however search my backpack (which contained all the goods), and he let us go.

So arin and me continued on our drunken quest ta reach the circle K. when we got there we called the cab back ta her house, stole some hot dogs, bought some Fosters, and chilled outside with some old motherfucker who kept sayin somethin about jesus...

Damn, it was a fucken nite ta remember

Ya gotta try the sardine bacon... its special

Current Mood: dirty
Friday, June 6th, 2003
10:12 pm
make me a porn star guru
Tuesday, June 3rd, 2003
1:26 pm
I'm over at able's howse so iI finally fucken have the chance toget on a computer and update my journaL.
Every time i try to access my account from my OWN computer it fucks it up HARDCORE... and theres nothin worse than havin a journal that you can't write in or look at.

Anyways, its good to be able to hang out with my buddy able again... damn its been like 2 or 3 weeeks since i've said more than "how's it goin" to my bestest friend.
SO today i think we're gonna pick up some chicken and hang out some more before work... hopefully i won't have ta kick the shit out of him (the stupid bitch).
cuz now hes pinching my nipple and distracting me from my shit. my other friend darryl is passed out on the couch, probably dreamin about doin cynthia in the butt while pouring sugar in the gas tanks of the customers at Sonic.

Well, hopefully i can get up with Arin tonite after work and drink the rest of my brews from last nite.

-may the ham be slammed,
may the pork be forked-

Current Mood: chipper
Monday, June 2nd, 2003
8:32 pm
...lost like a piss in the ocean,
or blocked like sun by the lotion...
Thursday, May 29th, 2003
4:21 pm
been tryin ta get some sense of peace in what has been an angry existencefor quite some time now...

so i float around in the pool for a little while, just lettin my thoughts jump around a little bit.
and its in a moment like this where i can realize that the moment is all i have, and all i gotta worry about is catching a quick breath so i can float around a little bit more.

Fuck work, and fuck whatever just happened a few moments ago, or whats gonna happen later;
I feel like I can float away from anything right now.
Wednesday, May 28th, 2003
1:50 pm
today i woke up WITHOUT a germy chunk of bronchitis mucus in the back of my throat... so i guess i can say its been a good day. I just hope i still got my shitty job when i walk in at 5:00 tonite. Next time i call in i should probably just tell them that i can't make it instead of a "i might be able to come in, I'll call you back". Fuck my job anyways... it ain't worth 5 fucken 30 an hour ta bust my ass in a kitchen full of 17 years old ass-nubs.

Current Mood: high
Monday, May 26th, 2003
2:36 pm
Day One
I fucken wake up with a chunky mass of germy mucus in the back of my throat... isn't it great; I have bronchitis.

Last nite Arin helped me put together this livejournal, THANX ALOT ARIN! This gives me something better ta do than smoke cigarettes and kill my fucking throat.

I couldn't fucken hang out cuz i've been on this perscription cough syrup, ugh... fucken makes me tired, almost like a goddamn zombie.

Anyways I gotta go to work in about 3 hours and i'm still zombified, i don't know how i'm goin ta make it...

FUCK! i hate my bullshit job at the fucking drive in. 5.30
an hour ta run a kitchen full of 17 year old lazy-ass-bastards.
OH well, its a job... maybe i should start slingin rock or somethin

Current Mood: crazy
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