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my money management skills suck. for as long as i can remember i have *never* been able to save anything. guess i'm more of an instant gratification kinda dude. sometimes that really fucks me up though. like right now. i have literally 67 cents to my name. i'm hungry as fuck, and i could go eat at my parents, but there's no gas in my ride. at least i still have enough ciggarettes to last me through today. thinking about taking my roomates car out and pawning some shit so i can eat and put gas in my ride. the suburban i'm driving now is killing me. $40 to fill the tank and the damn thing runs out of gas in 5 days. i'm doing my part to support bush's cause lol.
the Terminator is governor, and we are now that much closer to armageddon. what the fuck is wrong with this country? everyone needs to wake the fuck up and realize what direction we are headed.
can't wait till friday. i'll be able to get deftones and slayer tickets, and finally put some beer and food in the fridge. i haven't had a decent meal in waaaay too long. i think all the jumbo jacks i've eaten in the past month are going to make me grow another arm.
went over to my roomate's coworker's house last night with him. had a pretty good time hanging out with some people i didn't know. we smoked 4 joints in a row, so i got pretty fucking blazed and started wandering around their house. in almost every room i went into there were little black hand prints on the ceiling. they were about the size of a 4 year old's, and all smeared across the ceiling. really creepy looking. some poltergeist shit. i got really freaked out when i started hearing shit move around upstairs, but there was no upstairs. when i told everyone they looked at me like a was a stoned fool. i probably *was* too high for my own good, but i fucking swear i heard that shit. thank god i didn't see some trainspotting baby run across the ceiling or something. that baby scares the living shit out of me.
i'm going to go in search of pancakes.
the Terminator is governor, and we are now that much closer to armageddon. what the fuck is wrong with this country? everyone needs to wake the fuck up and realize what direction we are headed.
can't wait till friday. i'll be able to get deftones and slayer tickets, and finally put some beer and food in the fridge. i haven't had a decent meal in waaaay too long. i think all the jumbo jacks i've eaten in the past month are going to make me grow another arm.
went over to my roomate's coworker's house last night with him. had a pretty good time hanging out with some people i didn't know. we smoked 4 joints in a row, so i got pretty fucking blazed and started wandering around their house. in almost every room i went into there were little black hand prints on the ceiling. they were about the size of a 4 year old's, and all smeared across the ceiling. really creepy looking. some poltergeist shit. i got really freaked out when i started hearing shit move around upstairs, but there was no upstairs. when i told everyone they looked at me like a was a stoned fool. i probably *was* too high for my own good, but i fucking swear i heard that shit. thank god i didn't see some trainspotting baby run across the ceiling or something. that baby scares the living shit out of me.
i'm going to go in search of pancakes.