dum dee dum dum...
yep still in arcata.
yep still cold.
yep.
yesterday all the kids i was squatting with decided to leave arcata until the great marijuana harvest.(seriously, best weed in america!) im here all alone assed out, with my thumb hanging from my ass.
thats about it, in truth.
ive been thinking alot lately about what im going to do with my life. i really hate work and being told what to do and all that shit. i fucking dont want to be old and miserable and living from paycheck to paycheck either. i really dont want to do shit but write, drink and talk to and with people. life fucking sucks in the sense that unless you bend over/ fulfill someone elses needs/wants, yours is a fucking joke, and unnecessary to the cause of making someone else hang their head higher than yours. basically, either support everything your against, or your wrong.
ive always said that life is a burden, that you carry until it breaks your back, or kills you.
fuck...
i also need to call my grandma. i think about her every day, the poor old lady. she's really such a sweet lady, who would die for me with no remorse or second thought about it. im going to try to call her today.
i flat-out of no wish to talk to my parents or siblings. period. BACKSTABBERS!
well, my plan for the moments are, in no particular order: pay this lady back the 5 dollars i owe her (bought a nice bottle of merlot from her.) 2. eat. 3. get out of arcata and head south ( chico, berkeley, SLO, S. Barbara, etc.) 4. do SOME DRUGS MAN! WOOOO! PARTY HARD.
-love.
p.s. it sucks that you cant search unless you pay on LJ. downright weak, man.
yep still cold.
yep.
yesterday all the kids i was squatting with decided to leave arcata until the great marijuana harvest.(seriously, best weed in america!) im here all alone assed out, with my thumb hanging from my ass.
thats about it, in truth.
ive been thinking alot lately about what im going to do with my life. i really hate work and being told what to do and all that shit. i fucking dont want to be old and miserable and living from paycheck to paycheck either. i really dont want to do shit but write, drink and talk to and with people. life fucking sucks in the sense that unless you bend over/ fulfill someone elses needs/wants, yours is a fucking joke, and unnecessary to the cause of making someone else hang their head higher than yours. basically, either support everything your against, or your wrong.
ive always said that life is a burden, that you carry until it breaks your back, or kills you.
fuck...
i also need to call my grandma. i think about her every day, the poor old lady. she's really such a sweet lady, who would die for me with no remorse or second thought about it. im going to try to call her today.
i flat-out of no wish to talk to my parents or siblings. period. BACKSTABBERS!
well, my plan for the moments are, in no particular order: pay this lady back the 5 dollars i owe her (bought a nice bottle of merlot from her.) 2. eat. 3. get out of arcata and head south ( chico, berkeley, SLO, S. Barbara, etc.) 4. do SOME DRUGS MAN! WOOOO! PARTY HARD.
-love.
p.s. it sucks that you cant search unless you pay on LJ. downright weak, man.