My brain is made of semi-liquid cheese. so I thought I would say hello to the peoples who are else-where. "Hello."

Current Mood: hungry

So has anyone noticed that yelling at a T.V. screen doesn"t make the people on it do anything?

Current Mood: drunk

my brain hurts

I loves you all

Current Mood: bitchy

You've nowhere to hide,
nowhere to run,
your village will burn,
like the heart of the sun!

The other day I was playing World of Warcraft, and I heard the quote:

While Jesus can walk on water, Chuck Norris can swim through earth.

Hee, hee, hee!

If you won $100 this afternoon, what would you do with it?

laugh and buy rum

Over and out, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done

Fuck this shit! I have reached the point of boredom that I have just given up. I need to find a new job, really fucking soon.

Current Mood: blah

i'm so bored. after losing my job, i have no point to my life. i need to find a new job but, i'm not really looking. i am a pathitic waste of fat people space. hee hee hee.

Current Mood: bouncy

So I've not posted in ages. All I have to say is that ZZ Top is my new God.

I'm not really sure how this slipped my mind but, I got a tattoo. I got Thulchu Bear on my right forearm. He's so cute and tentaclely. He doesn't have color yet(other then his eyes and tongue), but I love him.

OK, so I don't hate Tool(see previous post). However, the people I hang with, have overwhelming tendencies to play Tool a bit to much, more so when chemicals are added to their systems. This however is cool with me because, I know I have much more annoying/fucked up/stupid/idiotic tendencies. Anyhoo, whats up, whats going on, how are you? I still work at the same two liquor stores, and still have no real life to speak of. I, sleep, work, drink alcohol, sleep, work, drink alcohol, ...etc, etc, etc...

Yes, I still live, love and huggs to you all, and a good nite!

I fucking HATE Tool.

Merry Chrismas!!!!





A bit late. Sorry.

I can't use liquor as a crutch, because a crutch helps me walk
- Mitch hedberg

You know, I've drank really heavily for a few years now. I've drank with some pretty heavy drinkers too. Until tonite I've NEVER, EVER, known anyone to piss on the middle of the floor, get yelled at, and then walk over and piss on the kichen cabinets. What The Fuck?!?!?!?!?!?!

So, today at work I had to type out every liquor we have or can order and the company we can order it from. That comes out to about 2 or 3 thousand lines. I was only able to do about 600 before my wirsts started hurting and I stopped. Other then that it was a slow day.

So an intresting point came up earlier, since I've been going to my drunk-driving class, which can be concidered a meeting, and since only alcholics go to meetings. Am I an alcholic and no longer a drunk?

Current Mood: confused

The drinking and driving class that Kevin and I went to wasn't that bad. Although on the quiz we had to take I lied a litte. Other then that my day was great, we went to the DMV, then lunch at Chili's, then relaxed a bit before we went to class. After that we went to my work and grabbed a bottle of vodka and chilled.

Current Mood: happy