May 23, 2006 00:28
i hope the third year will be better then the second. and on goes round three. i bought this honda pimpmobile from this guy at aa. i also sold him my gas guzzling beast. i really like it and i look like i'm in the mexican mafia which is fucking fantastic. i need a job. kathleen suggested pizza delivery and i was like yeah, i'd like to see a fucking domino's pizza sign on your outback. i am extremely agitated in general. everything's weird and changing. nothing's the same. i have not confirmed my feelings about this yet.
and i hate everyone except john and kirk.
john has discontent towards the grange, as well.
anything that's saving or bettering my life i will resist.
all i do is stand in the kitchen or by the piano
i can't sit down. I JUST CAN'T.
this is just like last summer;
the red ink engraved on the table still reads:
OUT SIT THE BASTARD