MOONLIGHT DRIVES AND MIDNIGHT LIES

Tuesday, February 17, 2004

I say hurl. If you blow chunks and she comes back, she's yours. If you spew and she bolts, then it was never meant to be.

Boo ya grandma, back with another of those block rockin' beats y'all. Shnizzle! For sho. And there goes my daily quota of black. Its just easier than taking flinstone vitamins, the Fat Albert kind. Fucking morons at UPIE decided to have Spring break. The only problem being its not fucking spring. Man, I want to go to Cancun. That way I can get the shits and crabs at the same time. I hate being the only one in the group STD free, well next to Joel that is, but I heard he rode the floom ride at RValley without a condom on.

I did nothing this weekend. Friday I attempted to go out with my pal Murph, AKA the Bruce Banner, to Melons, but to our demise, my ol' pap showed up and I needed to drive his drunk ass home. Saturday was better. Went out to morons around 9:00 and scratched my ass for a few hours while getting socially drunk and hitting on Joel. Then I exited the premises with promises of Wendy's. We got two orders and never paid for the second, ahh free food never tasted so sweet. The remainder of the weekend was spent playing SW KOTOR on the xBox. I'm up to 32 hours of gameplay. I rarely take breaks, but when I do its usually to watch the playboy channel on the 51' projection TV. I only watch it for the articles.

Last night S cubed showed up at my house yet again. They watched the shitty new degrassi and the fucking O.C. I on the other hand viewed nude pictures of Bea Arthur. Later on we watched "Frailty." Good movie, little predictable though. But its no "how Stella got her groove back," I"ll say that much. Neptizzle yo.

Today, I came into town to loiter at Burger King and visit my man flint (the murph) Anyway, I'm out.

You're all a bunch of fuckin' slaves ~ Jim Morrison

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