Hey fuckers, its Saturday night and unfortunately I worked tonight so I had no desire to go to the bar. I had to bust my ass tonight. I fucking hate nights like that. I was at the Irish pub the other night and snapped a picture of Sue while we were playing darts. I'm not big on blondes but she is such a fucking hottie at age 44. When I compliment her too much on her looks she gets all fucking pissed off. She says guys are always telling her she is beautiful and she doesn't expect it from me. Sue bought me all my drinks so I didn't want to piss her off you know? Don't bite the hand that feeds you and all. But what the fuck are me and some blonde going to discuss? If I'm not telling her she is hot I pretty much have fuck else to say to her. Its not like she reads or attends Metal shows, and she is married and all. Her old man is pretty fucking cool too. I used to live next door to Sue. Her old man is a skater who is big into Rollins and Black flag. Sometimes the bar, like any bar, can be a sausage party, guys everywhere So I love when I'm the one hanging out with all the chicks, which happens alot. I guess its like a fucking wedding ring on a dude. All the chicks want to know why this fucker is taken. Ladies, I could be wrong so don't hold that line of thought as truth, after all, I am a guy, what the fuck do we know? Anyway, time to change the CD and keep on Jamming to my own private Rock and roll party.........L8er...........Aj