Hey hey. Nothing new really. I almost hit this fucker crossing the street yesterday. It really bugged me out until I fucking recognized the dude. Driving in cities during the daytime sucks, too many fuckers. Work was work man, nothing really profound ever. I really need to start writing some fucking songs and getting some shit done musically. I'm not growing any younger...........Ha ha ha, fuck you all, yes I am, I've got connections.
Fucking Halloween is coming, and it happens to call on my weekend off, fucking yeah, sometimes the universe Will throw you a fucking bone. I was thinking about writing an entire album based upon words by Anton Lavey. I think the world is ready for that as the old gods die and technology makes us realize that Comcast High speed internet is the new prophet that we plead to for intervention. Fuck it man, pay mad cash in a fake gold offering plate in church or pay the cable company for a quicker fucking connection and be linked into everything. I need to quick smoking, yeah right fuck you, won't happen. I'm thinking I need to go howl and maybe bring down a deer with my teeth. An unproductive night is a fucking lost moment in time babeeeeeeeeee. L8er
Fucking Halloween is coming, and it happens to call on my weekend off, fucking yeah, sometimes the universe Will throw you a fucking bone. I was thinking about writing an entire album based upon words by Anton Lavey. I think the world is ready for that as the old gods die and technology makes us realize that Comcast High speed internet is the new prophet that we plead to for intervention. Fuck it man, pay mad cash in a fake gold offering plate in church or pay the cable company for a quicker fucking connection and be linked into everything. I need to quick smoking, yeah right fuck you, won't happen. I'm thinking I need to go howl and maybe bring down a deer with my teeth. An unproductive night is a fucking lost moment in time babeeeeeeeeee. L8er
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oh, something struck me in your writings about the graveyards... you wonder if the dead envy you. i've always envied the dead.
i too was stirred by the howling and the image of the deer, the teeth, the shrieking, the scratching, the blood....
(so yea.. i was str8 out of the movie .. "dude, wheres my car")