aint it oured from the heavens... likes tears of wine...
i was hoping for a more pleasant day to walk to the libray and for my blood work... but didn't someone say... sometime anyway... that a good long walk in the rain was good for the soul... maybe i said who knows...
been having some serious deja-vu the last week or so... so bad infact i might be time travelling a again...
there are peeps down here that are excited about me getting my shit and setting up a homestead... cuz then i can go drinking and hell raisin... so that will be good...
u-haul... the van company... they are a bunch of fuckin crooks... it was gonna cost me about 5bills (truck alone) this weekend... Sandy called a friend of hers who owns a bussiness down here... he is renting me his truck for 100 bucks + gas... in return come sept i have to go to brantford to train his staff at the new GEO he is opening... give them a run through on body jewellery and shit like that...
he will cover my travel and shit as well... so that sounds like fun...
i'll be in Barrie by 2pm on sat... cuz with a cheap truck i could not pass up the chance to see my hair girl... my hair is unruley... infact it's just a fuckin mess of a mop that won't do shit... so i'm gonna see what my hair master can do...
got things rollin on pickin shit up after that... but i could use some hands... cuz so far it'll be me and Q... hopfully i might be able to drag a freind from london to come for the trip... i'm callin him tonite...
but if anyone is in town and can help out... give me a shout before sat... 519.709.3313 after 6pm is best... so i don't have to pay airtime...
i've been having some wicked dreams latley... very vivid and all kinds of wierd shit so that's been different...
i successfully made it throu yesterday and today (so far) with out shedding a tear... of course... it was 8 years ago that my mom passed away... i wrote her a letter about 1am tues morn. it felt good... just to let her know i missed her and that i'm doing ok...
so next week the party can start... i'll be in my own place... i can do what ever the fuck i want and answer to no one... it'll be cool... i'm so excited... but not in a pointer sisters sort of way...
i'm reading a book that scwapis gave me when i saw him days before i left Barrie... it's called...`never mind the pollacks'... it's about neil pollack the music critic... i'm flying throu it... it's a great book... and fuck... this guy is amazing... for a junkie with an addiction to cough syrup...
i suggest y'all check it out...
so i'm out bitches and mother fuckers... lay low... don't get caught doin bad shit... cuz then the bad shit will catch you...
see ya next time i make it to the insitution for some time in the matrix...
H
been having some serious deja-vu the last week or so... so bad infact i might be time travelling a again...
there are peeps down here that are excited about me getting my shit and setting up a homestead... cuz then i can go drinking and hell raisin... so that will be good...
u-haul... the van company... they are a bunch of fuckin crooks... it was gonna cost me about 5bills (truck alone) this weekend... Sandy called a friend of hers who owns a bussiness down here... he is renting me his truck for 100 bucks + gas... in return come sept i have to go to brantford to train his staff at the new GEO he is opening... give them a run through on body jewellery and shit like that...
he will cover my travel and shit as well... so that sounds like fun...
i'll be in Barrie by 2pm on sat... cuz with a cheap truck i could not pass up the chance to see my hair girl... my hair is unruley... infact it's just a fuckin mess of a mop that won't do shit... so i'm gonna see what my hair master can do...
got things rollin on pickin shit up after that... but i could use some hands... cuz so far it'll be me and Q... hopfully i might be able to drag a freind from london to come for the trip... i'm callin him tonite...
but if anyone is in town and can help out... give me a shout before sat... 519.709.3313 after 6pm is best... so i don't have to pay airtime...
i've been having some wicked dreams latley... very vivid and all kinds of wierd shit so that's been different...
i successfully made it throu yesterday and today (so far) with out shedding a tear... of course... it was 8 years ago that my mom passed away... i wrote her a letter about 1am tues morn. it felt good... just to let her know i missed her and that i'm doing ok...
so next week the party can start... i'll be in my own place... i can do what ever the fuck i want and answer to no one... it'll be cool... i'm so excited... but not in a pointer sisters sort of way...
i'm reading a book that scwapis gave me when i saw him days before i left Barrie... it's called...`never mind the pollacks'... it's about neil pollack the music critic... i'm flying throu it... it's a great book... and fuck... this guy is amazing... for a junkie with an addiction to cough syrup...
i suggest y'all check it out...
so i'm out bitches and mother fuckers... lay low... don't get caught doin bad shit... cuz then the bad shit will catch you...
see ya next time i make it to the insitution for some time in the matrix...
H