macbastard

So I went to my ten year high school reunion this last weekend. If I learned one thing it is this...If you are not planning to go to your high school reunion...change your mind and go. Shut up. Don't argue. Go. I was happy to see many people I had never thought I wanted to see again. The memories that were brought back reminded me of a simpler time in my life. A diffrent time...It made my life richer and more fullfilled than I've felt in quite some time. Now I did not have a great high school carrer. I was picked on, an outcast. But I garnered up the courage to say fuck it and just go to the damn reunion. And I really feel sorry for those people who did not go.

I spent 2 weeks in San Deigo...And I don't feel quite so dead anymore...I forget that there is more to life than my every day hum drum narrow approach. I have returned less afraid of the future. More determined to make my future instead of hope for it. More must be done. More must be accomplished. I smell somthing burning and I know its my ass...Someone finally lit a fire under there and I need to get a goin....O.k. first order of busniess. I need to celebrate my current sucucess of thinking with a triumphent physical activity...Are thier any ladies out there who wish to join me in my celebritory erotic act? Now don't be shy.... Just leave your phone number in the colem below.


All hail ass kicking.

Macrandy