Lots of work. Gotta keep busy. Chem is making my brain boil, and Astronomy is slightly dull. My psychish class is really interesting (Freud is one wierd dude), and my photo class is keeping me a busy little shutterbug.
I swear, robot pictures soon.
Also, I discovered the magic of Stormy. So damn cute!
moving day does indeed rock... my boy took all the bikes to turn them into choppers, so i cannot send any your way. but check out www.scul.org for some awesomeness.
How many times a week do I have to see acid naked?
Rocky was okay except when I got bitched out.
The party was good and Stacey told me truly and honestly what people problem with me by and large, after I pushed her for it a bit. Apparently Im immature. I kinda knew it. Ill try and grow up. Itll be good. Miss my... Read More
"My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture"
I paintballed for the first time at PNL paintball today. It fucking pwnwd. It ended up being less props paintball and more three rocky people paintball. Fun anyway. I capped my self a few suckas. Fucking great. I think Im gonna get a paintball gun for my birthday. Hell yesssssss.
Kinda good all of props couldnt go though. It turns... Read More
That sounds like more fun than anything. I've wanted to try for a long time, but alas! Hmm, yes, kids. They can be irritating little twerps, but I find them endearing enough that they can get away with it.
Rocky went well, followed by an okay after party. I actually got drunk. Drunk drunk. I could still talk lucidly and everything, didnt pass out, didnt vomit, event even come close; but I was drunker than I had been in years.
Just as long as you don't paintball while drinking, I totally approve. Always paintball responsibly.
I am not a licensed ass kicker. I am licensed at nothing but driving. And even that is probably not a good idea.
I took it for a year or so back in high school and miss it terribly. I was fairly good in a "I can kick a stationary person/sparring pad's ass" kind of way. In a real fight I might just claw, scream and flail legs violently.