Spliff Wars
Episode IV: A New Dope
Well... I haven't really had much to update with lately. That's my usual excuse, anyway.
Still waiting to get my birth certificate, so I can get a passport.. geez, the rigamorole. I have an extract from my B/C here, but they won't accept it.. they need the full certificate. Whoop-de-fucken-do.
So, hopefully I should get that ok... but knowing the system, I'll more than likely end up in a whole heap of shit.
'tis the way of the world.
Anyway... whatever happens, it's on... I'm outta here. I can't stand this life anymore.
Just wanna do a Casper, pack up and get the fuck away from the arseholery.
Well, Cas didn't get away from that 'cause he moved in with Mish... but the idea's the same.
Episode V: The Hemp Buyer Strikes Back
I've been in a kind of daze this last week... I think I need more sleep, but who cares? That means less time to snuggle the kitty, and I know which activity I'd rather be doing.
Been masturbating a lot, too... don't ask me why... it just happens.
Been thinking about purchasing the wide-angle and telephoto lens attachments for my camera... take some interesting pics of the Fjords and such (sorry love, just had to mention the fjords... yeah yeah, I know). We'll see when I have a bit of money to spare.
Gonna sell the Charger... be sorry to see it go, but I don't drive it anyway. Umm... yeah.... gotta get some pictures of me hoonin' about in it before I get rid of it.
Episode VI: Return Of The Redeye
Any other random crap I can add to make this post longer? Hmmm... not really.
I guess this is the end of it, then.
Last line.
Maybe.
Oh fuck it, I'll just keep on typing until I can't think of anything to say.
Saw a couple of roos this morning. Bastards.
Heh... dead one on the way into work. Gotta love roadkill.
Wonder if anyone has ever stopped over and fucked one? Be interesting to know what it feels like.
I think I should stop now, before I get into trouble.
Stop.
Well... I haven't really had much to update with lately. That's my usual excuse, anyway.
Still waiting to get my birth certificate, so I can get a passport.. geez, the rigamorole. I have an extract from my B/C here, but they won't accept it.. they need the full certificate. Whoop-de-fucken-do.
So, hopefully I should get that ok... but knowing the system, I'll more than likely end up in a whole heap of shit.
'tis the way of the world.
Anyway... whatever happens, it's on... I'm outta here. I can't stand this life anymore.
Just wanna do a Casper, pack up and get the fuck away from the arseholery.
Well, Cas didn't get away from that 'cause he moved in with Mish... but the idea's the same.
Episode V: The Hemp Buyer Strikes Back
I've been in a kind of daze this last week... I think I need more sleep, but who cares? That means less time to snuggle the kitty, and I know which activity I'd rather be doing.
Been masturbating a lot, too... don't ask me why... it just happens.
Been thinking about purchasing the wide-angle and telephoto lens attachments for my camera... take some interesting pics of the Fjords and such (sorry love, just had to mention the fjords... yeah yeah, I know). We'll see when I have a bit of money to spare.
Gonna sell the Charger... be sorry to see it go, but I don't drive it anyway. Umm... yeah.... gotta get some pictures of me hoonin' about in it before I get rid of it.
Episode VI: Return Of The Redeye
Any other random crap I can add to make this post longer? Hmmm... not really.
I guess this is the end of it, then.
Last line.
Maybe.
Oh fuck it, I'll just keep on typing until I can't think of anything to say.
Saw a couple of roos this morning. Bastards.
Heh... dead one on the way into work. Gotta love roadkill.
Wonder if anyone has ever stopped over and fucked one? Be interesting to know what it feels like.
I think I should stop now, before I get into trouble.
Stop.