blood smells bad.
today was a waste. woke up at almost three o'clock. how ridiculous. worked on the interior of the car for a bit and then took it for a spin with tyler (my dog). came back and sat around. waited for my mom to get home and i took her out to dinner at this place on 280 called Cafe de Nile. it was soooo good. then we came home and i took her out in the Z and i took a shower and worked on the car a bit more and then just got really really bummed out and decided to go driving. i drove up to wal-mart and saw a bunch of tools macking on girls in their shitty civics, and no one wanted to race. so i left there and headed back into the other side of hoover and saw this kid in a camaro with a tag that said "PNYKLLR." it made me laugh. he didnt want to race either. so i went to jeff's and chilled for a while and watched beave shave his head. then i left cause the car was sounding funny, and now the muffler/exhaust is about 4 times louder than it was this morning.
" A show today, is not the same. So many kids lost the faith. Old kids left, new kids came. Music changed. Who's to blame?Our message is the same. The others walked away. We're still in the game. The rules have never changed. Another year has come and gone. Fewer kids, empty shows. One thing that I know, we will still play. I guess we have to accept, things have gone this way. Don't want to live in the past. Today is another day. We're starting over. We haven't lost the faith. We're starting over."