jay13

December 29th and all is well...except for me. I'm still kinda sick.

But, fuck it. (haha, buttfuck it) I don't care. Life's too short to let your lungs or any other part of your body tell you what to do. So, I'm gonna track down Holden McNeill and get my mother fuckin' movie check. Then I'm gonna go drink some beers. One of these days I might actually put some interesting stuff about my life in this journal. However, for those of you who would actually be interested in that, today is unfortunately not that day.

So, adios, and shit. Damn the man.
Jay

by the way, it looks like I'll probably be alone on new year's eve. anyone who would like to remedy that situation should get in contact a.s.a.p.

alright, I can't seem to stop writing in this damn thing...enjoy it...it doesn't happen often....so, for all you sick fucks out there, here's my favorite new joke.

What's worse than smoking pot with a baby?

-Making a bong out of it.

This portion of tonight's program was brought to you by B.A.S.W.I.P.P.--Brothers Against Smoking Weed in Public Places (altered because I'm too white to put the Redman version in my journal) a subdivision of I.K.S.R.F.O. (pronounced Icksrufo) I'm Knockin' Somebody Right the Fuck Out.

I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.