donkeypunch

so day one of the best week ever ended. and it was good. teror was still good, and sick of it all fucking owned. i think i fractured my hand though.

bunk.

we're supposed to leave today at 1, but i'm the only person that's going that's awake right now. and 1 is only 2 hours away. i still need ot get my van from the tire shop, go to walmart and pick up an oil filter, and have my brother change the oil. damn. so much to do, but i'm waiting for a ride since there's no wya i can pick up my van.

i'm also really tired, and can hardly stay awake. i guess that's what i should have expected though. fuck. i'm barely making sense. i'm done.