and with the weekend coming, remember guys: bjs dont count
there is no reason for this update but really no reason not to
i wrote another one the other day but decided to throw it in a txt file instead
because it had meter but otherwise was about as pointless
the moving went really smooth. i just look forward to the day i raise sons
because christ girls are nuts. we picked up the sectional couch in the basement of a friend from my folks church-
at the door a very pleasant daughter. we walk in. as we do a banshee screams down the stairs bumps into us, we stand there silently looking at each other and her for a confused second before she continues downstairs with an even louder vocalism ought not to even be called a scream. a door is slammed, loud pop music is played, and the other daughter understandably disappears during the incident. in the process of moving the couch, the mother and pleasant daughter move things out of the way, make chit chat ect while the loud music continues to play and the walls are pounded with fists. we go outside piece by piece with the couch returning always to the same in the basement. i explain to the mother over john mayer that the coax cable in the basement needs to be terminated as theres no connector and apologize that i am unable to hook up their tv, she responds politely at an enormous level. at that point i realize im also projecting like a hockey heckler. IF YOU GET ONE OF THOSE SCREW ON CONNECTORS ID BE HAPPY TO COME AND HELP YOU BUT ITS PRETTY STRAIGHTFORWARD the funny thing is about the incident is the whole time no one says a word about it. or after for that matter, which makes for some pretty interesting silence between phrases..
goddamn! where is the shame? id have my kid in the backyard digging their own grave with a rusty spoon. and so how old was the sane one anyway? she was kinda cute.. oh yeah and not fucking nuts ..that goes far in a girl..
rolly fucked up his knee
thats a bad way to kick off the stanly finals
game one sucked.
oh and i trimmed my beard today
pretty short.
i forget where my jawline actually is..
did it for summer so its cooler but its not actually
which is disappointing especially since the beard in the sink is the longest ive rocked
just a reminder that i should study ecology and become woolly ranger mike
the other day i went to chipotle and some rough looking korean kid was staring me down
i wanted to say hey guy! dont stare me down! im older than you you ass. besides were not too much different, for example! id love to plow your womenfolk
but i didnt because thats when the knives come out..
now to slick my hair back and pick up chicks at the forbidden carnival
in the parkinglot of the forbidden city mall. right next to mcdonalds
enjoy!
i wrote another one the other day but decided to throw it in a txt file instead
because it had meter but otherwise was about as pointless
the moving went really smooth. i just look forward to the day i raise sons
because christ girls are nuts. we picked up the sectional couch in the basement of a friend from my folks church-
at the door a very pleasant daughter. we walk in. as we do a banshee screams down the stairs bumps into us, we stand there silently looking at each other and her for a confused second before she continues downstairs with an even louder vocalism ought not to even be called a scream. a door is slammed, loud pop music is played, and the other daughter understandably disappears during the incident. in the process of moving the couch, the mother and pleasant daughter move things out of the way, make chit chat ect while the loud music continues to play and the walls are pounded with fists. we go outside piece by piece with the couch returning always to the same in the basement. i explain to the mother over john mayer that the coax cable in the basement needs to be terminated as theres no connector and apologize that i am unable to hook up their tv, she responds politely at an enormous level. at that point i realize im also projecting like a hockey heckler. IF YOU GET ONE OF THOSE SCREW ON CONNECTORS ID BE HAPPY TO COME AND HELP YOU BUT ITS PRETTY STRAIGHTFORWARD the funny thing is about the incident is the whole time no one says a word about it. or after for that matter, which makes for some pretty interesting silence between phrases..
goddamn! where is the shame? id have my kid in the backyard digging their own grave with a rusty spoon. and so how old was the sane one anyway? she was kinda cute.. oh yeah and not fucking nuts ..that goes far in a girl..
rolly fucked up his knee
thats a bad way to kick off the stanly finals
game one sucked.
oh and i trimmed my beard today
pretty short.
i forget where my jawline actually is..
did it for summer so its cooler but its not actually
which is disappointing especially since the beard in the sink is the longest ive rocked
just a reminder that i should study ecology and become woolly ranger mike
the other day i went to chipotle and some rough looking korean kid was staring me down
i wanted to say hey guy! dont stare me down! im older than you you ass. besides were not too much different, for example! id love to plow your womenfolk
but i didnt because thats when the knives come out..
now to slick my hair back and pick up chicks at the forbidden carnival
in the parkinglot of the forbidden city mall. right next to mcdonalds
enjoy!