fuck me...
i need to get a regular sleeping schedule. i woke up @ about 1am... retarded huh?
i think i ate bad chicken yesterday/sunday or something... i had aweful shits at work and i was runnin on like 3 hours of sleep cause i stayed up bonding with my brother watching adult swim... so i was soo temped to go home early from work but i stuck it out and came home and slept...
so what do i do when i wake up after sleeping all night? i drink some beam and take pictures and hope that i will be able to get a few more hours of sleep before i wake up @ 6:15 for work. heres some pictures of me. its like im keeping myself company when i take silly pics of myself... its almost like im not drinking by myself at all.
it looks like i have some kinda weird musculature in my forehead doesnt it? =p
sorry if i didnt call ya tonight or come over or call ya back... i was sleeping all evening.
SAM! i will call ya for sure and would love to go out ta dans pops house and jam tomorrow... sorry if i've kinda left ya high and dry... shits been kinda getting silly recently. i will tell ya all about it tomorrow night.
and the moral of this post is that bourban whiskey should be classified as a sedative cause im fucking going back ta bed.
i want to be serious. i want to hold onto every last bit of affection that i can get. i need to be loved... who doesnt?
for some reason i have this deep seeded notion that i cant love and give affection until i square away some of the bullshit thats riding on my shoulders at the moment. i think that love is a god damned freaky ass thing like zombies and fanatical religious people...
i need to understand why comfort fleets.
i think i ate bad chicken yesterday/sunday or something... i had aweful shits at work and i was runnin on like 3 hours of sleep cause i stayed up bonding with my brother watching adult swim... so i was soo temped to go home early from work but i stuck it out and came home and slept...
so what do i do when i wake up after sleeping all night? i drink some beam and take pictures and hope that i will be able to get a few more hours of sleep before i wake up @ 6:15 for work. heres some pictures of me. its like im keeping myself company when i take silly pics of myself... its almost like im not drinking by myself at all.
it looks like i have some kinda weird musculature in my forehead doesnt it? =p
sorry if i didnt call ya tonight or come over or call ya back... i was sleeping all evening.
SAM! i will call ya for sure and would love to go out ta dans pops house and jam tomorrow... sorry if i've kinda left ya high and dry... shits been kinda getting silly recently. i will tell ya all about it tomorrow night.
and the moral of this post is that bourban whiskey should be classified as a sedative cause im fucking going back ta bed.
i want to be serious. i want to hold onto every last bit of affection that i can get. i need to be loved... who doesnt?
for some reason i have this deep seeded notion that i cant love and give affection until i square away some of the bullshit thats riding on my shoulders at the moment. i think that love is a god damned freaky ass thing like zombies and fanatical religious people...
i need to understand why comfort fleets.