You will have to forgive the following rant but since I doubt anyone's gonna read it I will vent and rave as I see fit 
When it rains it pours I guess... aside from the other two major problems lately, (i.e. last two entries,) I am announcing my war on Bambi... So I'm coming home from work last night, as usual I was speeding but motorcycles are for speeding , as I'm accelerating down a nice straightaway, just about the time I hit 100 mph, a deer comes flying across the road and as my life flashed before my eyes, we meet in a shower of blood, fur, and shrapnel.
Someone must be praying for me, because my big ass flew about twenty feet and woke up in the creek. My helmet keeping my face angled up is the only thing that kept me from drowning while I was unconscious.
My bike was a total loss. The only good thing is that I got a few steaks outta Bambi's ass as revenge for trying to kill me. The miraculous thing is that other than a few bruises and a sprained wrist I escaped unscathed.
I can't believe I'm going to miss Iron Maiden..... they're touring with Ozzfest, but they leave it like 5 dates before it get here
in order to see them I would have to take off from work and drive to Indiana to catch their last show.
With the exception of my birthday, I haven't really been drinking much lately.....I think this whole shooting/beating/wrecking trilogy that has happened to me is a damn fine reason to go on a small bender this weekend. I just whish I really knew some people around here, The ones I really know are my old friends D. and Val but we're keeping our distance for a while for obvious reasons.. or at least until he heals fully.
The last time I let a friend from work convince me to go to a bar with him I ended up sitting at Cabaret II playing find the real woman not really my kinda place. Dont get me wrong it wasnt a bad place place, I have nothing against the place, its just kinda depressing to sit surrounded by women dancing and kissing other women and know that they are dedicated die-hard lesbians at least lemme think I have a chance damn it!! Oh well, the bar scene isn't really my kinda thing anyway... I'd rather be at home if I'm gonna drink, that way I drink alot cheaper, and if I should manage to make an ass of myself anyone who sees it would be someone I like and trust.
Well, gota go, I've gotta take a last look at the remains of my bike before it goes of to the scrap yard. *sniffle*
Forgive the disjointed ravings.... my writting has never followed a logical order so why should my bitching and moaning?
Later Any and All.
Acid
P.S. You know why we pessimists are the happiest people on the planet??? Its 'cause 99% of the time we're right, and when we're wrong we are pleasantly surprised
When it rains it pours I guess... aside from the other two major problems lately, (i.e. last two entries,) I am announcing my war on Bambi... So I'm coming home from work last night, as usual I was speeding but motorcycles are for speeding
, as I'm accelerating down a nice straightaway, just about the time I hit 100 mph, a deer comes flying across the road and as my life flashed before my eyes, we meet in a shower of blood, fur, and shrapnel.
Someone must be praying for me, because my big ass flew about twenty feet and woke up in the creek. My helmet keeping my face angled up is the only thing that kept me from drowning while I was unconscious.
My bike was a total loss. The only good thing is that I got a few steaks outta Bambi's ass as revenge for trying to kill me. The miraculous thing is that other than a few bruises and a sprained wrist I escaped unscathed.
I can't believe I'm going to miss Iron Maiden..... they're touring with Ozzfest, but they leave it like 5 dates before it get here
in order to see them I would have to take off from work and drive to Indiana to catch their last show.
With the exception of my birthday, I haven't really been drinking much lately.....I think this whole shooting/beating/wrecking trilogy that has happened to me is a damn fine reason to go on a small bender this weekend. I just whish I really knew some people around here, The ones I really know are my old friends D. and Val but we're keeping our distance for a while for obvious reasons.. or at least until he heals fully.
The last time I let a friend from work convince me to go to a bar with him I ended up sitting at Cabaret II playing find the real woman not really my kinda place. Dont get me wrong it wasnt a bad place place, I have nothing against the place, its just kinda depressing to sit surrounded by women dancing and kissing other women and know that they are dedicated die-hard lesbians at least lemme think I have a chance damn it!!
Oh well, the bar scene isn't really my kinda thing anyway... I'd rather be at home if I'm gonna drink, that way I drink alot cheaper, and if I should manage to make an ass of myself anyone who sees it would be someone I like and trust.
Well, gota go, I've gotta take a last look at the remains of my bike before it goes of to the scrap yard.
*sniffle*
Forgive the disjointed ravings.... my writting has never followed a logical order so why should my bitching and moaning?
Later Any and All.
Acid
P.S. You know why we pessimists are the happiest people on the planet??? Its 'cause 99% of the time we're right, and when we're wrong we are pleasantly surprised