Another great day... damn I'm writing again. S o my lifes gotten a little confusing, I've been sitting around waiting till my shoulder healed to do anything. Well now my shoulder is well enough to work, so the claim is about to close. Now everything is up in the air, do I A. start working again and join that train of people doing the same dance for some asshole everyday? B. Take the trip to grandpas and visit a new beach in a country that you don't speak the language? I know, yeah dip shit learn Spanish so you can go to pueto rico and kick it with delphine and pick up kicks with grandpa. A 72 year old body holding in a free spirited sex hound that couldnt be act any older than I do. No wonder my mother says we act just the same... Oh yeah, I can go to the land of make believe, no those were the lyrics to the song. I can also just move down to either San Francisco with Sam or to Oklahoma to stay near Jump. Thats two major opposite towns, big to little, crazy to Podunk, late nights with millions of other party animals, or the corner bar thats also the major landmark and marriage chapple. Oh no, that wasn't very hard to narrow down either I move to San Francisco or D. I move to Elgin, ill, a town that I've once left behind because it SUCKS, but there is a girl there that I've never stopped loving since I left there. Moving back is a little more difficult than that I would also be moving back there to her 2 year old kid. I love her to death and am more than willing to help her with her kid but Im scared shitless. So many different things I could do, the fuct thing is that I could stay her. There is absolutely nothing with Seattle, except that it's a little gray for me but thats nothing. I could also use a little hotter of weather, beaches, surf, drinks, and no responsibility. But is that a way to grow up and to start a future? Are you ready to take on the responsibility to teach another human, or at least to help teach support love nurture put up with pay for cry over. Are you ready to take the plunge into parent hood?????? I can't even begin to start. School, what about that? In Pr, now thats what you should do, then if you want after that go to lorra. Well what if she's got someone new by then. No worry's, but you did forget about your current problem. The one that calls you constantly and doesn't trust you at all. Hmm, not much to think about there I guess tons of good memories peppered with an assload of arguments and bitch sessions. Don't turn back you dip shit, your both better this way, you don't have to leave Seattle because of her though, yeah I know you know but think about it before you take a big fucking jump and move somewhere that might be just as gray as here. Just go visit PR for a moth or so then decide if you really want to move. Think about it when youre sitting on the beach with thousands of new faces and life stories of new towns and new friendships. Life is way to short to sit around worrying about the deaths of your loved ones and best friends. Live for them, let them live thru you, show them that just since you are from that one horse town, that doesn't mean that one day you wont own your own fucking town or run the damn world. Show them that we do have a chance and I know that sometimes we get lonely and low but don't give up. I love you guys, all you fuckers, even if I don't agree with all the shit you did, or the steps you took you dumb butt fucks, it will always be the friendship of the absolutely fuct WHATSCUM COUNTY!! Bros before ho's
Well after that little funnel of feelings and frustrations, it sounds like I know what I need to do it's just time to put all my ducks in a row and handle it now. Beach first school, bar, lorra? or whoever maybe around, I could also always just be the single rich uncle/godfather. Kind of like my grandfather, sounds like a plan. Lets start this shit fuck face you 26 your not getting any younger and your still alive so do it biatch!! Sincerely, your brain talking through your fingertips.
Well after that little funnel of feelings and frustrations, it sounds like I know what I need to do it's just time to put all my ducks in a row and handle it now. Beach first school, bar, lorra? or whoever maybe around, I could also always just be the single rich uncle/godfather. Kind of like my grandfather, sounds like a plan. Lets start this shit fuck face you 26 your not getting any younger and your still alive so do it biatch!! Sincerely, your brain talking through your fingertips.






