ladydeath

Oh man remind me never to go out of town with my friends again.This past weekend is so fucking fuzzy to me. I remember very little of it.
So I'm leaveing for a few more days. I'm going under the knife wednesday morning. To have that shit repaired in my arm. This should be fun at least I'll get some strong ass pain killers. I'd love to be awake during the surgery. I'm bizzar that way,i love pain and i love the blood even more.Though I believe this pain would be highly unbearable,so I'll just be gassed.Maybe they'll let me take home a tank of that shit,the kids next door need to go to sleep,their annoying as fuck. I know their just being kids and all but their parents really should draw a line at how loud they get.I can't tell you how many times we've complained and the other people on the street have complained about the noise level they produce. If they weren't so little I'd let my alter ego LadyDeath take care of the matter,but their only 10. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go throw up.