its 7;56 am on thursday, another day of lot clearing ahead... the weather look like shit and i hope the mill had a chance to grade the load i trucked in yesterday, so that i can afford to eat and pay my men today...
i definately would rather spend the day looking at all these georgeous women than trudging through the woods hauling logs...
oh...
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i definately would rather spend the day looking at all these georgeous women than trudging through the woods hauling logs...
oh...
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there is a group of young coyotees (coy-dogs) outside of my window.
the thing with coy-dogs is that they are close when they sound far, and vice versa.
i think ill sleep with my shotgun tonite...
sweet dreams buckshot.
the thing with coy-dogs is that they are close when they sound far, and vice versa.
i think ill sleep with my shotgun tonite...
sweet dreams buckshot.
BLEED SAD
a significant other complained today that i dont write her "fan Mail" anymore. Intent to rectify the situation, i put on some Old Man's Child, and sat down with my everpresent Bic Roundstic Medium Black.
the end result... anything but flattering, for her anyway....
Nothing is magical anymore
Life is a struggle with little return
problems compunded by problems
music is a sad...
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a significant other complained today that i dont write her "fan Mail" anymore. Intent to rectify the situation, i put on some Old Man's Child, and sat down with my everpresent Bic Roundstic Medium Black.
the end result... anything but flattering, for her anyway....
Nothing is magical anymore
Life is a struggle with little return
problems compunded by problems
music is a sad...
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