Confounded Accusations

I have, 12 minutes left of work. Then i'll go home and hang out, maybe watch a movie, maybe not. Then I'm gonna go to sleep, wake up, eat and then go to Rohi's house. After that i'll come home, write some, prolly post here, maybe drink some beers and then watch a little tube or read til it's time for me to go to sleep. That is the life that i lead. It's suck. Totally suck. So, what do you think that i can do to make it suck a bit less? Drink more? Watch more TV? Write less? That sort of shit.. Well, how about if i start jogging around the block in spandex shorts? Would that be cool? What if i formed an indie rock band and started playing gigs at local saloons? Maybe i could learn to skate and wear big pants? Oh, what if i join a hate group, you know just for the parties and shit.. I think that prolly none of that is gonna do a bit of good. Whatev' (every post has to have at least one prolly and one whatev') I don't really think my shit stinks, just this saturday i beat my little brother's ass TWICE out in front of Fiorino's. I am totally the king of the streets when it comes to that place. How bad can it be when i'm out, drunk as fuck, wearing a checkered blazer, smoking cigarettes and pounding ass, ALL AT THE SAME TIME? Well, i gotta split. My co-worker dude just came down...

This is my Thanksgiving story. I was at the 7-11 a few minutes back, the clerks are Arabic, i think that's pretty normal, but anyway i was on the way back from my mom's and anyhow i stopped in to get some smokes, i'm drunk right now. So ya, i was getting some Djarums and these two redneck, cracker types wanted some 40's and the clerk dudes wanted some ID cards right? So the crackers didn't have em' so they started in with this hey, go back to Iraq, towel head shit. I was totally pissed and told em' to hit the fuckin bricks, i was fuming, totally ready to throw down with these hick ass mother fuckers. I woulda' that shows you my drunk levels.. The clerks were throwin' birds like Steve Austin used' ta do back in the day, like 5-6 years ago. Anyway i thought, how perfect for thanksgiving, having some hicks being totally racist right in my face, man, fuck that shit those kids oughta be ashamed, even though I doubt they are...

i think that my fever broke last night. I woke uo this morning feeling WAY better and in a pool of liquid that i think was sweat but was about the same amount one would expect if they'd peed on themselves.. I was having all kinds of kookie dreams. One of them had me blowing up balloons at a kid's party and in the other one, that i remember i was back in junior high, Rincon Valley Jr high to be exact and i was dating Paris' sister Nikki Hilton, weird cause i don't remember ever thinking twice about either of them and now, cause this dream was so long and drawn out i feel like i'm totally in love with her and that we're estranged.. strange has this ever happened to you?
I think that i gotta run to the store with Maritza now, have a good thanksgiving an all that.... Eat lots, drink lots and try and not to argue with your kin more then usual....

werd
Taste the bread and butter as i take it to your face.

I have a cold. Last night i went to bed around ten and woke up around ten the next morning, then i ate some oatmeal and went back to bed for another five hours before waking up to drink a milkshake and eat some chips so i could sleep for another four hours. Now, it's uhm now? Ya, my wife is at her dad's with Zelly and i'm all confused cause it's dark out and the last time i remeber it was light out and i'd just woken up.. Weird. Whatever, i want a cigarette really bad but i think that seeing as how i'm spewing up black lung crap that i prolly shouldn't. I might anyway.. So tomorrow is Thanksgiving. What a gay holiday, I'm just playing, Thanksgiving is kind of, kind of cool. My brother is in town, that's kind of cool. Maybe we can get a drink after dinner, i'll surely still be sick but i think that alcohol is good for germs? That's right isn't it? (Lola, do you still smoke?) For all my readers, the like four of you, Lola went back to Seattle and got her old job back, I guess to her Santa Rosa is really just a bad memory meant to be broomed under the rug and forgotten til the time comes that we have to deal with the shit that we put off til they just gotta get taken care of. Uhm, that's a hell of a run on sentence isn't it? It's tired in here. I think i'm gonna go and lay on the couch.. Oh, buy this record right now, RIGHT NOW. I swear, it's worth the loot, it's worth twice the loot that they charge for it. makes me feel shitty that I downloaded it. I'm totally an asshole.

This is kind of funny, but not really. Take a look at it if you have a second. I guess this is proof that J-Lo's ass is getting out of control..

story about an ass...

HEY, this is funny. I was poking around the web looking for a link to that comic store i was just telling you about... anyway i found some funny ass shit. I was gonna go ahead and describe it and what happens but why don't you just read the articles..
news clip one....
news clip dos...

well, that's funny. It is to me anyway, prolly cause no one got hurt, physically..... who keeps comics in a storage shed anyway? What a dipshit...

my wife and me was gonna go up to Reno this weekend to wast a little money on video poker but we're broke and hence we cannot. I am super bummed about this turn of events. I was really looking foward to getting away from here for a bit. I mean, i'll live and shit but i'm not happy about this at all. I don't know what we'll do instead, prolly nothing. Maybe see some movies. It might be kind of fun to go and see all the shit playing that day. I haven't done that in awhile. That sounds like some kind of a plan. The suckiest part of the whole thing and the prime reason that i look foward to Reno is that they have this one super sick, super cool ass comic store. It's painted joker green on the outside and inside the floors are all slanty and shit like if you step on the wrong place you might tumble and roll from one end of the shop to the other. I should try that if i ever get back to Nevada again.. FUCK, plus i'm at work which isn't where i want to be right now. Not that i hate it or anything, i just kind of feel like doing something else..

Today is frazzling already. I think that mostly i write about shit that nobody cares about. So really, what's the point of this excercise?

well, i'm back from the bar, little bit drunk but still in the mood to be in a good one. Some dude there swore up and down that he could see a little dog running around in the pet groomery next door but there was no dog to be seen. That was funny. We had sushi. That was fun, what sucks though is that the kid i like at the comic store is leaving to go and test games for Lucas Arts, that's good for him but i have to admit, in a very much not gay way that i will miss his good work, good luck asshole. Hope they find someone competent to take your place... werd. The bar was cool too, jake was serving shit up heavy, his shots were like doubles and i had triples of that, good work. Then we headed to the laundry mat cause it was open and warm and Rohi was drunk as shit. So, whatever, maritza is sitting here looking at me right now and i feel really goofy...

I'm at work. It's slow. I'm wearing a ponytail cause i don't like my hair in my face. Nevertheless i feel like a total douche. Good for me, so i have to take the bus home. I don't want to do that. Usually i really couldn't give a rat's ass but for some reason i really don't want to. Maybe it's on account of the darkness. Whatever, i don't think that it's really anything to bitch about. Well, it is but it isn't anything to bitch about in a public forum. I wish that i had something better to say today. This is one of those mediocre, kind of crappy days that makes you depressed but for no real particular reason. Do you know what i mean? It's not bad or anything but so fucking mediocre that there isn't anything around to raise your spirits past a median point. Ugh, this is all rather gay of me.

I'm depressed. Like not a lot but a bit, I'll live. FUCK, I just had a very bothersome phone call. I ended up hanging up my line. I'm involved in this thing that i can't really get into here, which kind of sucks but don't worry, at some point in the near future i will. I am so bothered, having friends really sucks. It fucking sucks so bad. i wish that everyone would just leave me alone and piss up a rope or something. I sometimes wonder why i bother at all. Ok, whatever, Rohana has some kind of problems in her marriage. Her husband doesn't like us hanging out. That's totally a HP not a YP, if you dig me. So anyway he feels that way, and that sucks but I suppose that's just the way that it has to be, i wish that i could tell him that that's just gonna bite him in the ass someday. I think that the marriage would be doomed except for that he has, i don't know what he has but it's something and she doesn't want to upset the balance for fear of, well for of lots of things, she's complicated.
It doesn't really matter anyway cause it's the sort of shit that's out of my hands. She said that maybe if we become buddy buddy and drink up some beers and slap each other on the back and whatever then he'd prolly chill out but dig it, I don't want to do that just on general principal. I don't want to concede anything i guess. That's just how i do shit. It's not a good way but it's my way. I'm stupid and prolly shouldn't have gotten involved so deeply so quickly...

Today was cool. This 16 year old cutie named jori hit on me. She thought i was 18, dude that's so cool. I'm 31. If i was younger, like her age i'd have been hell of stoked. She's a real cute looking little girl. She had on these really tight pants, cute butt BTW, and some really nice tortise shell frames. Whatev, it was flattering at any rate. I should have secured my rep as a letch and nailed her in the closed stacks. it sounds like, uhm when that douche in MallRats wanted to do all the girls in an uncomfortable place, but closed stacks is this dark place (Dark place = uncomfortable place, that's a joke) where we keep books that don't circulate, like old crap... I was stoked, then this other girl totally flirted me up while i was working the circ desk. She was a cutie too. 19, and a psych major.. I told her to study liberry science. It's easy and high paying.. Ya, that's what I think...
Take your mama out all night, so she'll have no doubt that we're doing the best we can, You can stay up late cause baby you're a full grown man, It's a struggle living like a good boy oughta, in the summer watching all the girls walk by... Get her jacked up on some cheap champagne.. Scissor Sisters rule ass, 4 star record, get it, or dowload it. Whatev you prefer..
I had a good b-day, i got drunk, ate sushi, called greg a homo like 9 million times and got to hang w/ Rohi and my wife.

I'll prolly be eating here at this time tomorrow...
Taste the bread and butter as i take it to your face.

well, todays the election. I voted early this morning. I only have a sec here but uhm, go Kerry...