rubydoll

Mmmhmmmm! Things have been topsy-turvy here. Mostly good times, but ehhh...

I got these really awesome neon green slips ons at TrashMart last night. They are the best. I need to take pictures, it has been far too long.

I went to Bridgette's the other night and ran into Michael. Yikes! He was all happy and smiley, so I decided to be the same. We, Bridgette and I, spent most of the talking to him and his bestfriend Matt on her porch. It was a very amusing experience. Lets get a rundown:

-Michael went to jail to learn a lesson.
-He spent all his lesson learning time peddling drugs (i.e.. Mary Jane, and coke)
-When he isn't pushing the product he is cussing the coppers and playing practical jokes on his roommate.
-He gets out of jail five months later the same person that went in. There was no lesson learned.
-He is out for two weeks and his parents are already sick to death of him for be a freeloader.
-He is 18.
-He is amused by the fact that he isn't "scared" of the system and still continues to do drugs and drink his belly full.
-His dealer friend asked him to hold some plants for him in his mother's house, and he fucking agrees.
-He is a fucking idiot.
-He has no respect for those who love him.
-Obviously he has not matured.

Bleh, that boy really turns my stomach. He is such a follower and it makes me so fucking sick. He is never the dealer or the mastermind behind anything, he is always the person to take the fall and not even realize it. He is the guy to call if you want something stupid done. Needless to say I am glad that I am not with him. I think I made it more than clear that we would not be getting back together, but I wouldn't put it past that guy to try anyway. :: Loads shot gun ::
Motherfucker.

Apart from spending random nights with random people, I have been spending a lot of time swimming to past the time. Late night swims are the best. I'm a happy camper I guess. Time to head out to the band practice.

Oh, yes, Salutations friends! Don't forget me!