chapstick and birthday caps
i got warding off the harsh winter down to a science now. Chapstick, lotion, and an electric blanket. Why the hell didnt i think of it before? winter aint even that evil yet. however, my depression kicked into high gear last week out of fucking no where. I started contemplating how to get more hard script drugs and chain off from refill to refill. How would i explain how i go thru bottle to bottle so quick tho? i'm glad i at least got a tiny ounce of innocence left. i'm glad i don't know how or even driven that bad to go thru with it. Thank God for giving me strength to just deal with it and see it thru. i get so pissed and so worried and so... fuckin tapped(!!!) i mean, reality just becomes so fucking blurred. i just get so wound up, and at the dropping off point- and then He just brings me back. Things that im so worried about just becomes what the hell for? Ha! and worry ain't even the half of it.. i'm just skimmin the surface.
so anyways... u know good ol Vin? the PUNK A SHIT!!!!!! ...guy? yeh so we're havin the usual pillow fight biz that i do at work with em sometimes.. and this kat is in a wicked good mood, laughin and stuff and he says outta nowhere.. "i'm gonna hit you in the birthday cap!!!" "birthday cap what the hell is that, vin??" he laughs at me like im a dumb ass for not knowin and slaps his ass a couple times (anotherwords, he's gonna throw the pillow at my ass) lol. "birthday cap" it was the highlight of my week. shit like that is perfect example why i love workin with these guys.
oh yeh, a ps to the story. a little while later, i say "Vin, tell me a joke. not one of them knock knock jokes either, a good one. tell me a good joke" he laughs andjust smacks his ass. knowin that earlier i was laughin my ass off before about it. yea, this guy is smarter than he lets on i think.
speaking of birthday caps.... my bday is this coming friday. 24 years down, x amount to go.