why not?
well, i have successfully not updated for 2.5 months...i dont know what that means...i suppose it is not so much that nothing has happened as it is that i just have lost all will to care about mindless drivel such as this...not to say that i am above mindlessness, it is really what binds the fabric of our society, but that is like my hating walmart because it is the archetypal soulless corperation (i mean its mascot is a dead man)but of course i still shop there, they have everything!
so back to the subject of everything that has taken place in the past few months: january- i think i partied some, i dated brittany for like 2 weeks (whoopty shit) and not much else happened. Feburary- i believe that bobby and i got this band with terry going, i went to the denver art museum, saw oedipus, finally figured out where i stand with god and religion, started olympic weightlifting, and as i recall, there was a wrather high volume of birthdays that were celebrated. March- my birthday was on the third, that was...ok...i got a new tattoo, and am continuing the weightlifting, i have been completely clean and sober for nearly a month now...it sucks...but i suppose it will get better, the only problem i have is that i always find myself thinking "man, pot would be nice right now" and then thinking "but no, no, no, no pot, pot bad, all bad" seriously, when i quit drinking a few months ago it was no big deal, when i quit smoking a few years ago, it was also no big deal, but reefer, i dunno...i guess it is that i dont really want to quit smoking pot, but i feel that i need to do it for myself and my body, seriously, were it not for the physicall drawbacks of it, i have no moral obligations that would make me not do it, i know that it is only illegal because the government cannot tax it, my parents really only dont want me to because it is illegal and therefore wrong, you cannot die from it, you cannot overdose on it, you can eat to much, but that is about it...so yea, sober...fuck...i guess i am proud of myself, i mean 1 month is the longest i have been sober for one hell of a long time...like well...exactly one year....so i guess i am proud of myself, good and proud, go me...and i know i wont let myself down, i will not allow it, i have built up to much willpower over the past year or so, you know with the whole getting my life in proper working order thing...its all good, no worries here, i am fucking good...great... superb.........................
i got a job, at pizza hut, not that great, but i am gonna get me a new bass witht the money from it and shit, that is all i need...that and the fact that there isnt a fat fucking piece of shit breathing down my neck every fucking second of every fucking day "young man, what the fuck do you think you are doing?" "uuuuuuuhhhhh....making....a....sweet onion chiken teryaki...?" "wy the fuck is the cold meat on the bread?" "the lady wanted it toasted..." "alright, now why the fuck didnt you put the cooki? down? ( no, those arent cookies james, the are saltines, fucking saltine fucking crackers you fat nigger cocksucker!)" "she is the only customer" "fine, but if you fuck this shit up i am gonna fucking kill you, and you gonna get fired!"..........um pardon my french.......anyways, yea,pizza hut...good....
so back to the subject of everything that has taken place in the past few months: january- i think i partied some, i dated brittany for like 2 weeks (whoopty shit) and not much else happened. Feburary- i believe that bobby and i got this band with terry going, i went to the denver art museum, saw oedipus, finally figured out where i stand with god and religion, started olympic weightlifting, and as i recall, there was a wrather high volume of birthdays that were celebrated. March- my birthday was on the third, that was...ok...i got a new tattoo, and am continuing the weightlifting, i have been completely clean and sober for nearly a month now...it sucks...but i suppose it will get better, the only problem i have is that i always find myself thinking "man, pot would be nice right now" and then thinking "but no, no, no, no pot, pot bad, all bad" seriously, when i quit drinking a few months ago it was no big deal, when i quit smoking a few years ago, it was also no big deal, but reefer, i dunno...i guess it is that i dont really want to quit smoking pot, but i feel that i need to do it for myself and my body, seriously, were it not for the physicall drawbacks of it, i have no moral obligations that would make me not do it, i know that it is only illegal because the government cannot tax it, my parents really only dont want me to because it is illegal and therefore wrong, you cannot die from it, you cannot overdose on it, you can eat to much, but that is about it...so yea, sober...fuck...i guess i am proud of myself, i mean 1 month is the longest i have been sober for one hell of a long time...like well...exactly one year....so i guess i am proud of myself, good and proud, go me...and i know i wont let myself down, i will not allow it, i have built up to much willpower over the past year or so, you know with the whole getting my life in proper working order thing...its all good, no worries here, i am fucking good...great... superb.........................
i got a job, at pizza hut, not that great, but i am gonna get me a new bass witht the money from it and shit, that is all i need...that and the fact that there isnt a fat fucking piece of shit breathing down my neck every fucking second of every fucking day "young man, what the fuck do you think you are doing?" "uuuuuuuhhhhh....making....a....sweet onion chiken teryaki...?" "wy the fuck is the cold meat on the bread?" "the lady wanted it toasted..." "alright, now why the fuck didnt you put the cooki? down? ( no, those arent cookies james, the are saltines, fucking saltine fucking crackers you fat nigger cocksucker!)" "she is the only customer" "fine, but if you fuck this shit up i am gonna fucking kill you, and you gonna get fired!"..........um pardon my french.......anyways, yea,pizza hut...good....