I feel like a bear, it's so cold, and so cloudy, I haven't seen the sun in days...I want to hibernate way bad, I have been drinking drunk for 17 days and stoned everyday for a couple months, my mind is a haze, my body is disheveled, but I am party like a rock star...who knew rock star partying could be so tiring...and so addicting.....I want to stop, but I feel imaginary peer pressure to keep going, actually it's the only thing that doesn't bore me to death, trapped in buildings, with a grey world awaiting...but I don't recall putting my head in my ass, maybe I did but don't remember, I have made an ass of myself, but thats a different subject altogether...is this my journal or yours.............sorry.
yeah!
Thay sure are funny...or at least someone else will think so!
If everyday would be funny, then one would prob be bored to death by fun....eh whatever U know what i mean
What I do, I just take pictures with a dispoable camera and when i get them developed, i ask them to put them on a cd. Then you can drag and drop the files onto your computer.
How....It's the most fun thing to do in the entire universe.
It means what it says, the words are just metaphorical.
If I tell you about lily, it will be a secret you have to keep
hi! well i really enjoyed talking to you last night.. it was good to hear your beautiful voice ..finally.... i am sorry the conversation was so short.. prolly the iraq phones phucking up like always.."flippin sweet!"
i am going to put up the pix today of the mortar holes on my journal.. hope you have funnnn...