Blargh!
Yeah I just sorta throw books around all day! It's fun but I'm still wondering when the hammer will drop. I am so scarred from my shitty job at Sam's that I keep expecting the worst to happen every single day. The pay is shit but I only get to work like 37 hours a week so not only am I poor I have PLENTY OF FREE TIME!
I've been pleasantly surprised so far! HURRRR. I have been thinking maybe I should do something constructive with all this time like read a book or brush up on my Spanish, but I usually sit in front of the computer and drool. Well and lift weights and bone my wife. FUNNN.
Also I am trying to come up with a musical biography of sorts. I have been making a list of songs that were significant to me at different points in my life. I am trying to come up with at least 4-5 per year I have lived, although recent years are like one a month. It's pretty gay and I'm not going to post it in my elljay but I figured it would be something neat to have in the future when I am fucking 80 or something. Or not.
Maybe I should start writing things on paper or keeping a journal. LIKE A REAL ONE. Because folks, when the shit hits the fan and fucking electricity is gone, all this shit you spent 10,000 hours on typing is going to be GONE. Then again, you can just set a fucking book on fire. I guess we could chisel shit into stone again but THE SUN WILL GO SUPERNOVA EVENTUALLY!
WE'RE ALL GONNA BE DIRT IN THE GROUND.
GOODNIGHT.
I've been pleasantly surprised so far! HURRRR. I have been thinking maybe I should do something constructive with all this time like read a book or brush up on my Spanish, but I usually sit in front of the computer and drool. Well and lift weights and bone my wife. FUNNN.
Also I am trying to come up with a musical biography of sorts. I have been making a list of songs that were significant to me at different points in my life. I am trying to come up with at least 4-5 per year I have lived, although recent years are like one a month. It's pretty gay and I'm not going to post it in my elljay but I figured it would be something neat to have in the future when I am fucking 80 or something. Or not.
Maybe I should start writing things on paper or keeping a journal. LIKE A REAL ONE. Because folks, when the shit hits the fan and fucking electricity is gone, all this shit you spent 10,000 hours on typing is going to be GONE. Then again, you can just set a fucking book on fire. I guess we could chisel shit into stone again but THE SUN WILL GO SUPERNOVA EVENTUALLY!
WE'RE ALL GONNA BE DIRT IN THE GROUND.
GOODNIGHT.