Scruffy, but brilliant.

It has been months. Eight, or maybe nine agonizing, but truthful months. Facing myself has felt like an endless build up, but with one swift blow I realease a torrent of blood. Disgusted with what I was, I plan to walk away from it. Fucking ronin are always on my back looking for a fight.

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.