Goddamn the motherfucking man. The IRS has fucked around and sent my check to my old address, even though all other information they send to me is clearly directed towards my current address. After I have already waited 6 weeks for my check (which I intended to have direct deposited in the 1st place, and not have a check sent), I have been told that I would have to wait 2 more weeks before they can even place a tracer on the check, even though I talked to the man who now lives at my old address and found that he returned it back to the IRS in April. So I get online to try and resolve this matter and the stupid-ass motherfucking bullshit programming for the website goes ahead and tells me that a new check will be issued and sent out again- to my old address. No way for me to update this bullshit immediately. No- I have to fill out a motherfucking form and send it in by mail just to change my fucking address, which they should already have on file anyways!!!! Every attempt to call and speak to a live representative fails and all I get is an automated message stating that my claim has been processed and everything will be taken care of. GODDAMN YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES I WILL EAT YOUR CHILDREN AND SHIT OUT THEIR DIGESTED REMAINS ON YOUR GRAVES. 
Goddamn the motherfucking man. Give me my $$$ you spineless cocksmokers. Its your fucking fault in the 1st place.
That said, I've been recovering from being sick, have managed to lose most of the hearing in my left ear thanks to some great fluid that seems to be filling the insides of it, and have been feeling generally unpleasant with lots of yellowish snot involved.
Last Friday night after work I went to see Star Wars, which I did happen to like (thanks to all sorts of decapitations, loss of limbs, chaos, and destruction taking place), but was thoroughly unable to enjoy the experience due to the immediate filling of fluid in my left ear. We showed up just before the movie was to begin thanks to some bullshit directions online at the AMC website (Do you even know where your own theaters are located you dipshits?) Consequently, the only seats left were in the 2nd to front row in the very left corner of the theater right in front of some stellar kids that just couldn't shut the fuck up during the course of the movie. Thanks parents. I gave the wife a look several times during the course of the movie suggesting I was thinking of cutting her husbands balls off to save the world from the pollution she was shitting out her uterus. Thanks to these absolutely wonderful seats I got a kink in my neck and terrible pain in my brain from the frequency of the annoying little fucks whinings. I intend to see this movie again under better circumstances, preferrably when I can hear correctly. I can easily say it was the worst movie-going experience I've ever had. You might as well have pinned my eyes open and strapped my ass down and went all Clockwork Orange on my ass.....it couldn't be much worse than the Friday night cineplex experience I had.
Saturday was a much better day. (thank god) I gots to hang out w/my girl again. She always does a good job of making me feel better. Before I went to hang out, though, I had a very special momento tattooed on my neck.
Good stuff so far as I'm concerned. Nothing like a good excuse to get kissed on the neck.
Going in got me all ready for more ink to be done. Its been so nice to have my back completed. I should be drawing up a piece thats going on my ribs- a Colt Python .357 Magnum revolver placed in a holster postion on my left ribcage drawn as if if the barrell was pushed through my torn flesh. Fuck a holster, my skin will hold it in. I plan on drawing it up as close to size as possible, all chromed out. I want some good shading work done when I get it inked. I'm excited. After that, I'd like to get a nice chest piece done while I start to figure out a full sleeve design for my left arm. I'm talking wrist to shoulder picture.....thats actually been the hardest design for me to figure out. I want something done up real nice w/lots of good linework and an interesting theme. One thing I always hate to see is a bunch of little tats done without any semblance or thought to design tatted up all ratty and quick. I'll have none of that going on w/my sleeve design. I suppose I have plenty of time to think this one over though.
Back to the Saturday ordeal- while hanging out w/my kittie we managed to meet up w/Micah (I must have some words w/you man) a little unexpectedly at the Comet for a fabulous round of Jager shots and loud, drunken rambling. We managed to close down the bar and escape to the car after saying our goodbyes....however we just couldn't leave without obtaining a special highway trinket to call our own. In attempting to steal a large childs toy of some sort (it wouldnt fit in the trunk) we fanagled a cone into the backseat, rather loudly, and not very stealthlike. Fuck it, we were on our way, w/me at the controls of the car....good stuff, considering I had had a few drinks and Ms. Meow was incapable of driving. Interesting times were to be had in the parking lot after our highway expedition. Once home and safely inside, we both managed to pass out at the exact same time in a somewhat peculiar position.......yeah. Sunday was a day of recovery and laziness. Monday I returned to work (wow).
I got some CD's at Music Go round' the other day, and have been absolutely stuck on In Flames newest album- Soundtrack to Your Escape. Buy it now you fucks...do yourself a favor and listen to some heavy music.
Yeah so I know I've been slacking a bit on the updates, but I've been a busy, busy boi. I've haven't had a whole lot of time to comment or reply to everyone and I feel like a bit of an ass, but a day to day list of things to get done for me includes about 20 or more line items of things that really need accomplished. Hopefully, once I'm able to bust all this shite out, I'll be able to return to full active status. Hopefully I wont still be bitchin about the IRS's lack of ability to issue a check to my correct address which they already should have had on file. Yeah I'm a little bitter about that.
Anyways.....I'm off to the mundane world of Tuesday night. Thursday I intend to be at the Social Distorton show- hopefully my hearing will be restored in my left ear at that point.
Adios.
Goddamn the motherfucking man. Give me my $$$ you spineless cocksmokers. Its your fucking fault in the 1st place.
That said, I've been recovering from being sick, have managed to lose most of the hearing in my left ear thanks to some great fluid that seems to be filling the insides of it, and have been feeling generally unpleasant with lots of yellowish snot involved.
Last Friday night after work I went to see Star Wars, which I did happen to like (thanks to all sorts of decapitations, loss of limbs, chaos, and destruction taking place), but was thoroughly unable to enjoy the experience due to the immediate filling of fluid in my left ear. We showed up just before the movie was to begin thanks to some bullshit directions online at the AMC website (Do you even know where your own theaters are located you dipshits?) Consequently, the only seats left were in the 2nd to front row in the very left corner of the theater right in front of some stellar kids that just couldn't shut the fuck up during the course of the movie. Thanks parents. I gave the wife a look several times during the course of the movie suggesting I was thinking of cutting her husbands balls off to save the world from the pollution she was shitting out her uterus. Thanks to these absolutely wonderful seats I got a kink in my neck and terrible pain in my brain from the frequency of the annoying little fucks whinings. I intend to see this movie again under better circumstances, preferrably when I can hear correctly. I can easily say it was the worst movie-going experience I've ever had. You might as well have pinned my eyes open and strapped my ass down and went all Clockwork Orange on my ass.....it couldn't be much worse than the Friday night cineplex experience I had.
Saturday was a much better day. (thank god) I gots to hang out w/my girl again. She always does a good job of making me feel better. Before I went to hang out, though, I had a very special momento tattooed on my neck.
Good stuff so far as I'm concerned. Nothing like a good excuse to get kissed on the neck.
Going in got me all ready for more ink to be done. Its been so nice to have my back completed. I should be drawing up a piece thats going on my ribs- a Colt Python .357 Magnum revolver placed in a holster postion on my left ribcage drawn as if if the barrell was pushed through my torn flesh. Fuck a holster, my skin will hold it in.
I plan on drawing it up as close to size as possible, all chromed out. I want some good shading work done when I get it inked. I'm excited. After that, I'd like to get a nice chest piece done while I start to figure out a full sleeve design for my left arm. I'm talking wrist to shoulder picture.....thats actually been the hardest design for me to figure out. I want something done up real nice w/lots of good linework and an interesting theme. One thing I always hate to see is a bunch of little tats done without any semblance or thought to design tatted up all ratty and quick. I'll have none of that going on w/my sleeve design. I suppose I have plenty of time to think this one over though.
Back to the Saturday ordeal- while hanging out w/my kittie we managed to meet up w/Micah (I must have some words w/you man) a little unexpectedly at the Comet for a fabulous round of Jager shots and loud, drunken rambling. We managed to close down the bar and escape to the car after saying our goodbyes....however we just couldn't leave without obtaining a special highway trinket to call our own. In attempting to steal a large childs toy of some sort (it wouldnt fit in the trunk) we fanagled a cone into the backseat, rather loudly, and not very stealthlike. Fuck it, we were on our way, w/me at the controls of the car....good stuff, considering I had had a few drinks and Ms. Meow was incapable of driving. Interesting times were to be had in the parking lot after our highway expedition. Once home and safely inside, we both managed to pass out at the exact same time in a somewhat peculiar position.......yeah. Sunday was a day of recovery and laziness. Monday I returned to work (wow).
I got some CD's at Music Go round' the other day, and have been absolutely stuck on In Flames newest album- Soundtrack to Your Escape. Buy it now you fucks...do yourself a favor and listen to some heavy music.
Yeah so I know I've been slacking a bit on the updates, but I've been a busy, busy boi. I've haven't had a whole lot of time to comment or reply to everyone and I feel like a bit of an ass, but a day to day list of things to get done for me includes about 20 or more line items of things that really need accomplished. Hopefully, once I'm able to bust all this shite out, I'll be able to return to full active status. Hopefully I wont still be bitchin about the IRS's lack of ability to issue a check to my correct address which they already should have had on file. Yeah I'm a little bitter about that.
Anyways.....I'm off to the mundane world of Tuesday night. Thursday I intend to be at the Social Distorton show- hopefully my hearing will be restored in my left ear at that point.
Adios.
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This lil demon is goin to bed.
can you come TONIGHT to THIS?