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its sunday morning.. 6:05 a.m. ive been getting up early like this the past week.. it never stops. and i have to wake eup at the same time tomorrow.. i cant wait for tuesday, i get to SLEEP IN.. and do that i shall.. well lets see. went to work friday, bah, cashed my check and went to jeds, talked to him and jeannie, then left cuz jed was gone fishin' at dat der fishin ho'. rolled around with dave, smoked, picked up tabitha, smoked, smoked some more. me and him realized that the bowl was never empty for more than a half hour that day.. heres us
Dave: what do you wanna do?
Lunchbox: i dunno, wanna smoke?
Dave: im game, how bout you tabitha?
Tabitha: uh, uh, my voice echoes!
driving home was hard, i kept falling asleep.. not even cold air and music helped. got home by a miracle, and passed the heck out. woke up at bloody 5:40 in the a.m. and got ready for work. work went by good, maybe because i had help in the kitchen. we were kinda dead, so i had them prep stuff instead of standing around, cuz what the fuck. left there and met up with petty rock and dave. went to veterans and me and dave found the moses and god sticks. we left there and me and petty went to chill spot 2, dave went to his house cuz a guy was coming to look at the merc. me and dan ordered a pizza, and then the 3 of us went to the chill spot and enjoyed it. i got gas, dave dropped dan off at home. we were gonna meet up but he had to do somethin with tabitha, so canceled that shiznit. i went home early, and tried getting on here.. no such luck, i couldnt get online for nothin.. so i went to bed.. it was so nice, but i kept waking up at 3, then 4:30, 5:15, 5:30, finally i woke up at 6.. and here i am. i dont wanna go to work. i have to buy new shoes cuz don said.. oooh.. wow.. when i get some extra money i will, but not now fucker. give me a new shirt and i'll consider it. atleast im only working like 4? hours i think. maybe hang out with dave again. i should try and get home early so i can sleep more. heres my schedule for this week
Monday - 8-2
Tuesday - off
Wednesday - 8-2
Thursday - off
Friday 7-4
Saturday 8-3
Sunday 8-3
it sucks cuz i work the weekends, but its still 5 days a week. so its all gravy mutha fucka. OH, joe, the umm.. ex gal/bisexual messaged me i guess, checked it in the logbook. for some reason shes being way to nice than she should be... i'll have to show you what it says.
fuck them boppers... PREACH
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Dave: what do you wanna do?
Lunchbox: i dunno, wanna smoke?
Dave: im game, how bout you tabitha?
Tabitha: uh, uh, my voice echoes!
driving home was hard, i kept falling asleep.. not even cold air and music helped. got home by a miracle, and passed the heck out. woke up at bloody 5:40 in the a.m. and got ready for work. work went by good, maybe because i had help in the kitchen. we were kinda dead, so i had them prep stuff instead of standing around, cuz what the fuck. left there and met up with petty rock and dave. went to veterans and me and dave found the moses and god sticks. we left there and me and petty went to chill spot 2, dave went to his house cuz a guy was coming to look at the merc. me and dan ordered a pizza, and then the 3 of us went to the chill spot and enjoyed it. i got gas, dave dropped dan off at home. we were gonna meet up but he had to do somethin with tabitha, so canceled that shiznit. i went home early, and tried getting on here.. no such luck, i couldnt get online for nothin.. so i went to bed.. it was so nice, but i kept waking up at 3, then 4:30, 5:15, 5:30, finally i woke up at 6.. and here i am. i dont wanna go to work. i have to buy new shoes cuz don said.. oooh.. wow.. when i get some extra money i will, but not now fucker. give me a new shirt and i'll consider it. atleast im only working like 4? hours i think. maybe hang out with dave again. i should try and get home early so i can sleep more. heres my schedule for this week
Monday - 8-2
Tuesday - off
Wednesday - 8-2
Thursday - off
Friday 7-4
Saturday 8-3
Sunday 8-3
it sucks cuz i work the weekends, but its still 5 days a week. so its all gravy mutha fucka. OH, joe, the umm.. ex gal/bisexual messaged me i guess, checked it in the logbook. for some reason shes being way to nice than she should be... i'll have to show you what it says.
fuck them boppers... PREACH
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