oh lordy!
I have for some odd reason entered into a sleeping pattern that will soon be the down fall of my college education. I have been going to sleep at around 6 O'clock AM for the past, oh I don't know, week. This is not good. Why? Because I have an 8 AM class on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. This means that this coming Monday I am going to need to stay up all night and go to bed at a normal time Monday night. This will hopefully throw me back into the loop of waking up at 8 AM. Fuck.
So, tonight was pretty fun, I guess. I went with Ben and Lemon to a guy Lemon works with named Al's house. He was pretty cool, a Wabash man actually, which makes he cool no matter what... right? Anyways, we played some poker and Al took all our money, well, the money I borrowed from Ben. I got second so I got my money back and just gave it back to Ben. Who I might add needs to get a job and stop being a fag. I had a couple beers and some Jack. It was good. I like alcohol. I'm going to end up a drunk some day. I can tell.
This is one reason I like Bush. I don't want to be stuck associated with people who think they are clever, but actually are illiterate.
I don't even have words to express how amazed I was when I saw this picture. I love you Jif Creamy Peanut Butter... I love you.
So, I was informed about a certain event that is being held at the... actually... I don't know where it is going to be held. hmmm. This could be informatioin that is good to know before trying to go. I've been told where, but I forget. It's late/early, I'm sure I'll remember sometime. Anyways, I heard of it being called, yes, Bakefest. We all know who Bake is of course. That fun, loving, teddy-bear looking mother fucker who needs to shave his chops. His band, Base Defiler is playing there and a couple crappy bands too. I think About the Fire is going to be there... and indeed, they are a crappy band. Bake likes 'em though. It's only like 7 dollars so I figure I'll go and have something to do on a Saturday night rather than getting trashed. And plus, one of my friends, who will remain nameless for the sake of privacy laws that don' t allow me to say her name on here, wants me to go. Which is a major bonus.
I am beginning to give up hope on ever seeing you again. Oh well, I guess. It saddens me to say that, but I guess we have two completely different lives now. ...damn it.
Waiting on...
A chance to be with you.
You to realize what you've been missing.
Everything to turn out like you and I know it should.
Well everyone... until next time. Fuck you.
Laters.
So, tonight was pretty fun, I guess. I went with Ben and Lemon to a guy Lemon works with named Al's house. He was pretty cool, a Wabash man actually, which makes he cool no matter what... right? Anyways, we played some poker and Al took all our money, well, the money I borrowed from Ben. I got second so I got my money back and just gave it back to Ben. Who I might add needs to get a job and stop being a fag. I had a couple beers and some Jack. It was good. I like alcohol. I'm going to end up a drunk some day. I can tell.
This is one reason I like Bush. I don't want to be stuck associated with people who think they are clever, but actually are illiterate.
I don't even have words to express how amazed I was when I saw this picture. I love you Jif Creamy Peanut Butter... I love you.
So, I was informed about a certain event that is being held at the... actually... I don't know where it is going to be held. hmmm. This could be informatioin that is good to know before trying to go. I've been told where, but I forget. It's late/early, I'm sure I'll remember sometime. Anyways, I heard of it being called, yes, Bakefest. We all know who Bake is of course. That fun, loving, teddy-bear looking mother fucker who needs to shave his chops. His band, Base Defiler is playing there and a couple crappy bands too. I think About the Fire is going to be there... and indeed, they are a crappy band. Bake likes 'em though. It's only like 7 dollars so I figure I'll go and have something to do on a Saturday night rather than getting trashed. And plus, one of my friends, who will remain nameless for the sake of privacy laws that don' t allow me to say her name on here, wants me to go. Which is a major bonus.
I am beginning to give up hope on ever seeing you again. Oh well, I guess. It saddens me to say that, but I guess we have two completely different lives now. ...damn it.
Waiting on...
A chance to be with you.
You to realize what you've been missing.
Everything to turn out like you and I know it should.
Well everyone... until next time. Fuck you.
Laters.