kev1n

so i'm sitting here, playing with logic puzzles...yes, i know it's 3am...and my mother comes in. shouting for my car keys. i'm not one to be an ass. apparently it's important. so i (un)wilingly hand them over. as she's leaving, i ask what the fuck is going on.
she says it's my brother.
the cops are after him.
he got drunk and stole a car.

my family is so white trash. how did i end up here? how?

i get to work 12 hrs. tomorrow.
all work and no play make kevin fucking stab a regional vice president and leave his body in a six foot ditch.

i have off friday.
too bad all my friends never have time to do anything with me. friday. maybe i'll go up to the farmer's market. lancaster. crazy menenites. however you spell it. fake-me-out amish.
but they got nice crafts.

ooh, or the one in new castle. sometimes they have sega cds.
i'll pass by my obligatory "i'm-lonely-and-need-a-date" statement to make the following:

*click-click-click*
damn.

hey, satan, i paid my dues.
scorch the ground you leave behind.
in the middle, i stay in place.
and it spins around...
and all that could have been.