erg.
i had a great day today.
cleaned my car. and i mean fucking CLEANED it. detailed it, black magic, the works. It looks spic-and-span now...the carpets are stained..but i'll fuck with it later. i can fit 4 people in my car again!
then i went to the river with travis, aaron, and stech. kevin and his girl abbey met us down there. when we were set to leave, they noticed their bags had been stolen.
and to make a long story short, we got their shit back. there was never any physical altercation, but i definatly threatened the drunk who took it. Kevin had gotten the majority of his shit back before we made it back to him, but wasn't satisfied that it was all of everything. So we made him empty his bag and we checked his wallet for credit cards and shit, threatening bodily harm if he gave us any lip. sorry fucker.
then me and travis and pigeon kicked it, which was fun.
but somewhere in the past 30 minutes i've achieved a bad mood.
and i think i'm chalking it up to the fact i'm sleeping alone again tonight. which is the same as most nights. and i'm happy with that most of the time.
but sometimes it sucks. hmph.
281-330-8004, hit mike jones up on the low, cause mike jones about to blow!
cleaned my car. and i mean fucking CLEANED it. detailed it, black magic, the works. It looks spic-and-span now...the carpets are stained..but i'll fuck with it later. i can fit 4 people in my car again!
then i went to the river with travis, aaron, and stech. kevin and his girl abbey met us down there. when we were set to leave, they noticed their bags had been stolen.
and to make a long story short, we got their shit back. there was never any physical altercation, but i definatly threatened the drunk who took it. Kevin had gotten the majority of his shit back before we made it back to him, but wasn't satisfied that it was all of everything. So we made him empty his bag and we checked his wallet for credit cards and shit, threatening bodily harm if he gave us any lip. sorry fucker.
then me and travis and pigeon kicked it, which was fun.
but somewhere in the past 30 minutes i've achieved a bad mood.
and i think i'm chalking it up to the fact i'm sleeping alone again tonight. which is the same as most nights. and i'm happy with that most of the time.
but sometimes it sucks. hmph.
281-330-8004, hit mike jones up on the low, cause mike jones about to blow!