zonked

Not much to say, so I havn't said it. I have been asleep for fucking weeks now.

There went my whole night.

Fucking Halo 3.

Yikes

There is a lot of fucking shit to be afraid of out there. Trust me.

Pest

I don't like killing bugs. I've killed living things before, more then I wanted to, but I try my hardest not to kill the little guys. It's not really all that fair- I mean I'm much bigger then them, big enough to be part of the landscape. It feels like beating up a little kid. My patience can only go so far though. Bugs with stingers, or ones that burrow into my flesh- you're getting whacked. Spiders, I'll pick you up and take you outside. Silverfish move to fast, its fucking creepy- so they too bite it. Flys and knats, well I tend not to kill you unless you are really fucking annoying. I really wish this fucking hairy ass fly would stop landing on me, papa doesn't want to have to kill again.....

Tha's right

Fuck posting everyday.

Lone Wolf

In a time of evil and tyranny, a stone-faced ronin wanders the countryside with his young son ( and a weapon-filled baby cart), hunted by the merciless minions of an evil shogun. Finally, motherfucking Shogun Assassin, on dvd, is in my possession.

Rock

So chicago was pure mindless fun. It seemed so over the top insane to just take a long drive to hang out on one block, take in a few deep breaths and head back home. I caught some nasty stomach shit, so my ambition to spend the entire day up there went straight to hell, but I still think the overall trip was a huge success. For the amount of foot traffic, the starbucks bathroom was mighty clean, sort of. When I got home I was in such stomach, nauseous pain I came very close to going to the hospital. Then I fell asleep and ten hours woke up a lot better. I still feel like crap, which I think I have some flu shit stalking me the way things are looking so far. Fuck the flu.