And it's frezzing in hell.
So form the title it's official. Sceriously New Orleans out of all places got six inches of snow. What the fuck? Maybe I didn't get the memo that maybe the south is going to get snow this year? That kinda freaks me out. Considering I haven't seen real snow in fifteen years. And that was only the second time. Also pretending you're a hockey player when you've never ice skated only leads to breaking your tail bone. Yeah that's always fun. Hum then again I've always had a knack for hurting myself for little or no reason. Eh moving on.
My car and I battled last evening. I really like my Camaro but fuck it's a pain in the ass to do anything with. Though I did find a bitchin' body kit for it. Turn my Domestic into an Import hahah. Nah that's wrong in so many ways.
I've been trying to get back in touch with old friends I used to chat with online. Trying to not let friendships completely die out. Now if I could get back in touch with some friends form my home town I'd be doing better. Most of them stopped talking to me for the silliest of reasons. Their wives do not approve of me 0.o? WTF? What did they do marry their mothers? Makes me laugh though. And feel sorry for them at the same time.
Had a very short lived nostalgic moment yesterday. Came across the old Scrye Lyric book. It's this little Pirate spiral notebook. It mad me miss the time Scrye was together. If any of the bands I've been in could have done anything it would have been that one. Hopefully the project I'm working with will do something. Mainly our problem is we all work different work hours and we all live in different cities/towns. -Shrug- Who knows what the future brings us.
Humm I think I shall get coffee today. And call everyone I know to see if they wish to join. Doubtful but hey one can attempt to hope right? I always forgot the worst part of not being popular ha. It's always difficult to find people to hang with. Which is honestly fine with me. I'd just like to get out of the house. Me with the backpack full of technology and trinkets that I carry around and my busted up car ahahaha. Yeah fuck it what else would I need hahaha.
Now to brave the cold tundra of a back yard call my mommy and hell I dunno scratch my ass or something.
Who in their right mind reads the shit that I type? I would like to meet these people and say "hey you're not right in the mind"
Tox1c Now with more sprinkles.
My car and I battled last evening. I really like my Camaro but fuck it's a pain in the ass to do anything with. Though I did find a bitchin' body kit for it. Turn my Domestic into an Import hahah. Nah that's wrong in so many ways.
I've been trying to get back in touch with old friends I used to chat with online. Trying to not let friendships completely die out. Now if I could get back in touch with some friends form my home town I'd be doing better. Most of them stopped talking to me for the silliest of reasons. Their wives do not approve of me 0.o? WTF? What did they do marry their mothers? Makes me laugh though. And feel sorry for them at the same time.
Had a very short lived nostalgic moment yesterday. Came across the old Scrye Lyric book. It's this little Pirate spiral notebook. It mad me miss the time Scrye was together. If any of the bands I've been in could have done anything it would have been that one. Hopefully the project I'm working with will do something. Mainly our problem is we all work different work hours and we all live in different cities/towns. -Shrug- Who knows what the future brings us.
Humm I think I shall get coffee today. And call everyone I know to see if they wish to join. Doubtful but hey one can attempt to hope right? I always forgot the worst part of not being popular ha. It's always difficult to find people to hang with. Which is honestly fine with me. I'd just like to get out of the house. Me with the backpack full of technology and trinkets that I carry around and my busted up car ahahaha. Yeah fuck it what else would I need hahaha.
Now to brave the cold tundra of a back yard call my mommy and hell I dunno scratch my ass or something.
Who in their right mind reads the shit that I type? I would like to meet these people and say "hey you're not right in the mind"
Tox1c Now with more sprinkles.