bcoskin

Pulling an all nighter and SHIT am I bored. Did a bit of updating on my Oi - Reggae group that probably wont take off, but hell a guy has to try right? I enjoy talking about the topics even if few others do. I think a lot of em join up for the Oi factor, and I tend to skimp on the Oi a bit. I love it, yeah. It just doesn't have it's hooks in me like that steady dancable shit... good memories, good times. I wish people just realized they have the power to start up their own topics about whatever they want and don't have to wait on my cues... judging by a lot of the members last journal entries though, I think the bulk of the problem may just be inactivity. I hope it takes off, lets just spare the rant and say that, I hope this topic takes off.

So I'm planning on hanging out with a friend tomorrow in the late morning, hence the all nighter. I'm back to my old habits and I've been sleeping past 6 every day for a week. With the aid of my friend the caffiene pill I should be able to make it through the day and hopefully get back on a normal schedule before the weeks end. I think he just wants to hit some stores and pick up a few things. We may shoot some pool but we didn't talk about that just yet. I know he want's to get a belt buckle from BS Unlimited that says "You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold dead hand". I've always hated that saying, but I'm not writing this to get into a political debate with you all, just like I won't mention the fact I hate that saying to Nathan either, since he was the captain of the debate team and is very set in his views as a Republican. Damn it, if it were anyone else! I WAS his co-captain after all... I'm real good, he's just a little better.

So the Pietasters / Murpheys Law show is coming soon! God DAMN I am going to be one slick fucker that night. I've already got my clothes picked out and if you don't care to hear em then skip past it cause here it goes:

My shined up Army boots, slick and black, white laces.
Black slacks (my old work pants from my resturaunt days).
Black leather belt with a plain silver buckle.
White button down shirt.
Black Pea Coat that fits oh-so-nicely.
A black Scally Cap.

Now you can't even tell me that won't be sexy. If you do you're a liar. Don't worry I'll be posting pics. My friends are gettin' just as dressed up. OKC isn't gonna know what hit em' when we all show up and dance our asses off. This is gonna be one memorable night, we can all feel it. Aaron and I are DETERMINED to get me some numbers from some purdy ska girls and I swear I won't be leaving until I do. As if things could get any better than that, I have a 6 pack of Amber Bock with my name on it to drink right before I go, to loosen me up a bit and get my feet moving.

Yeah I'm broke. Yeah I'm alone. Right now though I don't really give a shit. There are more important things than cash and action. Friends for instance... I wrote Robin a long E-mail the other night telling her how much I love and appreciate her. She has been having a couple of really rough weeks, and even if she lets off that she's doin' alright, I know she could use a pat on the back as much as anyone else. She's only human, and shit can get to ya.

Well with alllllll that said I think I'll close it up. With this post and my group update, I killed a good 45 minutes, and I'm about to do some cleaning around the house to take up even more of this very long and boring night. Take it easy people, I love ya.