So I went to visit my family for Xmas and it sucked. I couldn't wait to leave. I enjoyed spending time with my son but my family is just so crazy that I couldn't handle it. Besides, I wanted to spend all my time with my new boy-toy.
I really need to get out there and get a job. I'm such a bum. I've been spending waaay too much with this guy. It's addictive. Besides I have court coming up for the whole DUI crap and I really have no money. Maybe I should start taking a more serious look towards life. naaaahhhh...
So my feet smell like Fritos. It's awesome. It's because my shoes are so disgusting. I were these shoes by keds that are actually really awesome. I bought them at some Christian Thrift store. Someone had actually stolen some shoes there and left these behind. I had to have them. They're so torn up and smelly. They've been through hell and back. So I did what would probably be the most constructive thing all month (if that) and I did a little researchy online and found the shoes!!! My boytoy ordered them for me. He's sooo sweet.. I'm gushing from below in fact.
I'm still not throwing this pair away. He thinks I'm going to but sorry buddy these's go memories. Besides the smell doesn't bother me just everyone else and I like that.
Speaking of living like a fuckin hippie...
We went to where I stay (I cant call it my place since I just crash there) so that I could throw a bunch of clothes in a box to bring to goodwill. It was good. I went through all my clothes (uhm... not much) and he just sat there cringing and laughing. I think he was honestly a little disturbed. He told me that I didnt dress like a hippie... more like a hobo. It was awesome. So I wear clothes people threw away over 10 years ago. I wear hand me downs and I do shop Ishop at goodwill, salvation army, the mannahouse. He then begged to take me shopping but that fell through when I begged for a thrift store. It just doesn't feel right any other way. So later I let him purchase those kick ass shoes for me so he wouldnt feel too bad. He's warmed up to the idea of me dressing the way I do. I mostly dress this way because 1) I dont give a fuck and 2) I'm really really broke as fuck 3) when I do get money I spend it on other things. But I'm thinking it wouldnt hurt to own one peice of clothing that was made in the past 2 decades atleast and does not have holes. I'm warming up to the idea of wearing clothes for fashion or something. I actually have a good sense believe it or not. He'll find out. Be careful what you ask for.
I'm really bummed. I haven't had a drink in like a week.
not only that but I've been jonesin' to get this tatt and as always I'm broke. I also need to figure out what to do with my life. Right now I'm concentrating on the first problem as that seems more vital.
Well I forgot all the really cool and interesting crap I was going to write and oooh was it interesting
I really need to get out there and get a job. I'm such a bum. I've been spending waaay too much with this guy. It's addictive. Besides I have court coming up for the whole DUI crap and I really have no money. Maybe I should start taking a more serious look towards life. naaaahhhh...
So my feet smell like Fritos. It's awesome. It's because my shoes are so disgusting. I were these shoes by keds that are actually really awesome. I bought them at some Christian Thrift store. Someone had actually stolen some shoes there and left these behind. I had to have them. They're so torn up and smelly. They've been through hell and back. So I did what would probably be the most constructive thing all month (if that) and I did a little researchy online and found the shoes!!! My boytoy ordered them for me. He's sooo sweet.. I'm gushing from below in fact.
I'm still not throwing this pair away. He thinks I'm going to but sorry buddy these's go memories. Besides the smell doesn't bother me just everyone else and I like that.
Speaking of living like a fuckin hippie...
We went to where I stay (I cant call it my place since I just crash there) so that I could throw a bunch of clothes in a box to bring to goodwill. It was good. I went through all my clothes (uhm... not much) and he just sat there cringing and laughing. I think he was honestly a little disturbed. He told me that I didnt dress like a hippie... more like a hobo. It was awesome. So I wear clothes people threw away over 10 years ago. I wear hand me downs and I do shop Ishop at goodwill, salvation army, the mannahouse. He then begged to take me shopping but that fell through when I begged for a thrift store. It just doesn't feel right any other way. So later I let him purchase those kick ass shoes for me so he wouldnt feel too bad. He's warmed up to the idea of me dressing the way I do. I mostly dress this way because 1) I dont give a fuck and 2) I'm really really broke as fuck 3) when I do get money I spend it on other things. But I'm thinking it wouldnt hurt to own one peice of clothing that was made in the past 2 decades atleast and does not have holes. I'm warming up to the idea of wearing clothes for fashion or something. I actually have a good sense believe it or not. He'll find out. Be careful what you ask for.
I'm really bummed. I haven't had a drink in like a week.
not only that but I've been jonesin' to get this tatt and as always I'm broke. I also need to figure out what to do with my life. Right now I'm concentrating on the first problem as that seems more vital.
Well I forgot all the really cool and interesting crap I was going to write and oooh was it interesting
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EDIT: yTpo
[Edited on Dec 29, 2004 2:10PM]