to early to be up
Hmm... i woke up at 6 am ... thats usually the time i get sleepy then come home from work at 7 and sleep. I was so sick last night. Hey its pretty good when not feeling good is the most of your worries. I take shit to serious. "My classic car needs work..I cant afford to do this I cant afford to do that" In all reality... I work 3 days a week... 8 hours a day... 11-7am... and watch tv all night at work until i go home... I mean for fuck sake... i played video games at work with steve last time he was down here. HAHAHA! I gotta start doing some sit ups and that kinda shit again. I was working out at work... i really wish we had a work-out room. Oh well... Free applejuice...and tv is good enough. I really have the best job. Now onto my girl!
Morgan is really something else. There are times when we argue...but its not like other people argue... its not like YOU'RE STUPID, FUCK YOU, BITCH, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. We talk... it gets heated sometimes but it never goes past a certain point. I attribute that to us being smart, and very carrying of one another. So i got that going for me. She really is something special... she makes me food when im hungry, comforts me when im down, compliments me all the time, and argues with me when i need arguing hahaha. My mom is right... I never had high school days...like most. I am living it with Morgan. She really does make me happy. We are going to Florida for thanksgiving... Jon and Joan are going... eh... i dont really want them to but... oh well. I really wanna show Morgie all the places i grew up. Where i was born... where i went to school... where the peacocks are. FUN FUN! We wont really have alot of time though. She is having a dance compition saturday... i gotta get up at like 6am... Well hopefully ill be able to just pass out friday like i did last night.
I gotta shower... my hair is dirty... and smells...
I
ll take the Buick to get Morgan today...
Steve is coming up for Thanksgiving... kinda sad that i wont be here. I really wanted him to see the Buick, and hang out with him. He is a really good kid... he is a good friend... he has done some fucked up shit to me... but ive done some back to him. He's my shniggy though. I remember when me and him went to florida a couple years ago...that was fun.
My thoughts tend to wander to John Sabo every once in a while. Shit, ive known john for 11 years or so. I know he is in the brig over there. I wonder what he did, yet at the sametime... i kinda know. What he does every day. I really wish he would have planned a little more for himself. Im glad i didnt rush into the service. Kinda like what steve did. You dont know what you are gonna do for the rest of your life at 18... so you gotta do something... well im 20... and i still dont know what im gonna do with myself. Im happy though. Alot more that i can say for some of the people i knew in high school.
I hope John is ok and stays well.
I hope Steve keeps away from alot of the shit some of those service kids are all about.
I hope I find something I know i want to do as a career.
Kids... thats all we will ever be.
I will always view them and me as boys.
Morgan is really something else. There are times when we argue...but its not like other people argue... its not like YOU'RE STUPID, FUCK YOU, BITCH, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. We talk... it gets heated sometimes but it never goes past a certain point. I attribute that to us being smart, and very carrying of one another. So i got that going for me. She really is something special... she makes me food when im hungry, comforts me when im down, compliments me all the time, and argues with me when i need arguing hahaha. My mom is right... I never had high school days...like most. I am living it with Morgan. She really does make me happy. We are going to Florida for thanksgiving... Jon and Joan are going... eh... i dont really want them to but... oh well. I really wanna show Morgie all the places i grew up. Where i was born... where i went to school... where the peacocks are. FUN FUN! We wont really have alot of time though. She is having a dance compition saturday... i gotta get up at like 6am... Well hopefully ill be able to just pass out friday like i did last night.
I gotta shower... my hair is dirty... and smells...
I
ll take the Buick to get Morgan today...
Steve is coming up for Thanksgiving... kinda sad that i wont be here. I really wanted him to see the Buick, and hang out with him. He is a really good kid... he is a good friend... he has done some fucked up shit to me... but ive done some back to him. He's my shniggy though. I remember when me and him went to florida a couple years ago...that was fun.
My thoughts tend to wander to John Sabo every once in a while. Shit, ive known john for 11 years or so. I know he is in the brig over there. I wonder what he did, yet at the sametime... i kinda know. What he does every day. I really wish he would have planned a little more for himself. Im glad i didnt rush into the service. Kinda like what steve did. You dont know what you are gonna do for the rest of your life at 18... so you gotta do something... well im 20... and i still dont know what im gonna do with myself. Im happy though. Alot more that i can say for some of the people i knew in high school.
I hope John is ok and stays well.
I hope Steve keeps away from alot of the shit some of those service kids are all about.
I hope I find something I know i want to do as a career.
Kids... thats all we will ever be.
I will always view them and me as boys.