A new post long overdue.
And is it just me or are the new girls updating at strange moments of the day?
I'm used to my 9:00 EST, two girls and an interview bit.
But I guess I just missed the memo.
OK. Front and center.
Me and the misses kicked. AIM style mutually, A first for me, but for some reason rather fitting. We may have spoke more on AIM, but that's impertinent, and she's off to the countries penis for reunion with long time friends and the best to her.
And so good luck. She gets to hang out with that Peter Pan guy. Which is totally fucking awesome.
And I'm serious.
Ok. And more.
Week upstate with my father, who may or may not be dying, it depends on my perspective that week. Refridgerator door packed full of medicine, draws packed full of medicine, imagine it's hard to look on the shiny side of things. The entire seven days holding back the "dad.. you look shorter..".
But then again, he's the same "fuck you motherfucker"
kinda guy i've always known him to be.
Staying put in circumstances that kill most men.
"Thomas (who is me), you'll be the one to fuck shit up, your brother..... he'll be a cop or something stupid (which he's studying to be)".
So I spend the week with mi familia, madre, poppie, and hermano, drinking, writing as much as words would let me have their way with them, catching up on my gaming, and chain smoking Malboro Red's.
Now I feel like I have a chest cold, and I'm slowly weening back to the few Parliaments (or when I'm trashed the many) I usually allot myself.
This book a year writing, and a significant blow to it's finish surmounted. Stay focused. Sit back and annihilate. The time is now. Let's do this.
And is it just me or are the new girls updating at strange moments of the day?
I'm used to my 9:00 EST, two girls and an interview bit.
But I guess I just missed the memo.
OK. Front and center.
Me and the misses kicked. AIM style mutually, A first for me, but for some reason rather fitting. We may have spoke more on AIM, but that's impertinent, and she's off to the countries penis for reunion with long time friends and the best to her.
And so good luck. She gets to hang out with that Peter Pan guy. Which is totally fucking awesome.
And I'm serious.
Ok. And more.
Week upstate with my father, who may or may not be dying, it depends on my perspective that week. Refridgerator door packed full of medicine, draws packed full of medicine, imagine it's hard to look on the shiny side of things. The entire seven days holding back the "dad.. you look shorter..".
But then again, he's the same "fuck you motherfucker"
kinda guy i've always known him to be.
Staying put in circumstances that kill most men.
"Thomas (who is me), you'll be the one to fuck shit up, your brother..... he'll be a cop or something stupid (which he's studying to be)".
So I spend the week with mi familia, madre, poppie, and hermano, drinking, writing as much as words would let me have their way with them, catching up on my gaming, and chain smoking Malboro Red's.
Now I feel like I have a chest cold, and I'm slowly weening back to the few Parliaments (or when I'm trashed the many) I usually allot myself.
This book a year writing, and a significant blow to it's finish surmounted. Stay focused. Sit back and annihilate. The time is now. Let's do this.
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amperes:
rather than commenting on your journal entry whch is a lil outdated, im gonna comment on your new user pic! its awesome and you seem to thoroughly enjoy your libation
amperes:
i would have no way of getting to that show in october. i was hoping that theyd add a new york city date to their tour 