Tired Out
Man. I am so fucking wore out. Today, I went with Bobby, and Joey to go fishing today. We went to the bridge by the lighthouse. Caught nothing. Then went to the back entrance of Singer Island. Caught nothing. Last we went to the Blue Heron Bridge, and you guessed it, CAUGHT NOTHING. After all the fishing we went to the Brass Ring Pub. Got to get the food for free. We had 40 mild chicken wings, and fries. We split it all right threw the middle. After that my bitch ass mother called me up all pissed off because I didnt clean my room to her standards. Which is like shinning, and smelling with perfection. Not gonna happen. I don't give a fuck. Then Joey stepped in dog shit, and broke a styrophome cup to scrap the shit off of his precious new shoe. Then he left it on the front lawn with 2 bags of ice. My mom came home after I left and calls me up pissed off yelling and bitching at me. Thanks alot Joey. I am at Cori's house right now, and will be staying at Jon Nierman's (a.k.a- GOD) house tonight. I feel like he is quite pissed off that we are using him for a place to crash. Well, I'm gonna go find something to do. Ummmm... bye.