Well, since my website is regularly useless, I may have to start all this businass again.

I am a banana

I've been thinking and drinking and doin nothin else ( Read more... )

Since turning 21 on wednesday, I can't believe how much time I've wasted. So much drinking, so much social contact, and so much listening to marilyn mansons new album, which rocks. So I've pretty much, in 4 days, accomplished writing a 4 page paper, wasted money, and gotten a few phone numbers of girls who are cool, but probably not up for much ( Read more... )

My dad is in Kentucky, at Fort Campbell. He is a Colonel. He is running a medical facility. He has and will see the most disgusting shit in the world. Men filled with flak, children delivered, massive internal hemorraging, stuff that makes your mind water with intrigue and your eyes curl with repulsion ( Read more... )

No time to write. no time to think freely. nothing but exasperation. The quarter has ended, and with an unsaid quietus, I begin my instauration. Beer with dad, smoking in my room, watching movies, feeding off depression to make things better. Life hands me lemons and I make as much lemonade as I can with whatever sugar I can find ( Read more... )

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Something's gotta change again ( Read more... )

Its so nice being home, and everything is just as cold as i like it, but It's like a tease before the big break. 3 weeks are staring me in the face, and now it's time to put my head down and tear this shit up ( Read more... )

You go up the steps, lift up the mat, pick up the key, open the door, come in the house, take three steps in go up the stairs, turn at the landing, go up again, turn to the left, enter the bedroom, look to the right, open the closet, bend down and get the stool, step up, lift up the sweaters on the right and there you'll find the gun.