pantsonfire

internet at home is fucked up for now. i dunno. i'm here at work on the dial-up and needless to say it blows. i guess it's just an excuse for me to spend some time at the office and look like a real go-getter.

i found a pair of panties under my bed today. they're definately too small to be mine. oh, i remember who those belong to! and no, i'm not telling.

the beard's coming along nicely. itching less and catching bits of food that would otherwise fall to the floor or on my clothes.

reverend horton heat plays tonight and i'm not going. i saw them recently in st. louis. i've probably seen them 10 times all told. i know i'll regret not going, but i'm broke because........

........i'm finally clearing up the legal mess from a drunken incident in st. louis's union station. you wanna know what i did? i damaged a flowerpot in the mall, the security guards pulled guns on me after a brief chase, handcuffed me, whispered in my ear that if i "got lippy" they were going to rough me up, asked my gang affiliation repeatedly, banned me for life from union station, and called the real cops. the real cops gave me a piece of paper that saig "go to court on jan 2nd" and let me go. and of course, i couldn't make it on jan 2nd, so now i'm in trouble and i had to send $160 to st. louis just to find out how much i owe them to get them off my back.

that's all for now, peeps. send me the love, i need it.