I look

I look really cool today but don't want to look in the mirror too much cause my mind's imagine is so good. I have on brown pants, white shoes, black coat over a blue hoodie with a gray wool hat. I like how the blue hood hangs out of my coat. I feel urban so I went to the store to cure my caffiene headache and I walked the long way, upto madison, and down to the circle k on mclean. it's about 40 degrees outside, and I saw a guy i know, but i didn't stop, justed smiled and kept walking. he looked cool too, guess it's the weather, I got a starbucks sugar drink, and I thought about calling the store clerk a bitch just to see her reaction. I had on headphones and I couldn't hear anything she said. I downed the drink in front of the store and through the bottle in the trashcan outside the door. I listened for glass breaking but the basket was empty. I turned on mclean and tried to smile. I wanted bad for this one girl to see how happy I was as I walked down her street; enjoying life and such. I couldn't decided if i should stare at the ground to show introspection or look up and smile to portray carefreeness, but I almost walked into a street sign one time on mclean lookin at the ground trying to show the same effect and fear is good reminder. I alternated, while looking at all the cars hoping to show my new attitude on life. I didn't see that whore or she snuck by as I watched the ground. I saw a wicker basket broken without a bottom.

there's the girl who left me bitter

Man oh man, why do i always date girls who have Macintosh ies sp. maybe I will find some girl who runs Linux and beat her till she's dead. Lifeless. Some girls are really hot, but I know a microwave is just a microwave no matter how you spin it. It's 22 Degrees Fahrenheit in Memphis, it's so fucking cold I cannot go outside for more than 2 minutes before the bottom of my feet fell like I'm walking on ice barefoot. Some music is really good, but I know a beautiful pictures is just paper and plastic when it's torn all to peices. Wait maybe I should have said that about hot women, well anyway, same for them. I'm such an ass, I ask self rightous girls to name 5 women inventors, ha, that always get them rilled up, and everyone always says Madame Currie; that bitch wasn't an inventor, her husband did the work anyway, he was just too much of a pussy to stand up to that whore. Wow, I'm knocking em down today.

Here's my track list for a girl I'm trying to be in love with: well actually it's up there, I got this one. this is going to put the nail in the coffin.

Ribbit Wrog aka Ray Ray Rooster

Bummer, I have a headache and a feeling I'm making a huge mistake. All I want is to be in a band and have some teenagers kiss my ass, but my rap-blues-heavy metal band isn't doing so good since we don't have a drummer or a singer or a band name. All I have is Little Woodgrain, and all he can do is rap really fast, but I have hope that one day even my dad will be on the keyboard. I think im going to puke. This kinda reminds me of being hungover, but all I took was prestiq, supposedly some new wonder drug for depression. I stayed up playing "telephone" with a new lady friend and today I want to die. 2.5 hours late to work, and I didn't even get high. Strange how my life can get unmanageable just from staying up late. I use "just" to much. I need (blank)

stomach

Shut that shit up, you whinny little bitch. Who cares it smells like smoke. Why don't you whine to yourself for getting stuck in a job you hate, it aint my fault. It aint my fault, tell me lies tell me sweet little lies, just tell me. What's the deal with minutes being in 60's and seconds being the same. I keep stopping the gas at 59 cents. But there is milliseconds? WTF. Great being in love, misery brings good blogs, or poverty or both, and just for today im not experiencing anything but laziness, and hate; the ususally stuff. Bitch I'll kill you, Manson would make the family play this weird mind game where he would be walking around the farm and all of sudden he would make the members inmitate or copy every movement he made. So he would stop someone walking by, and raise his left hand and they would have to copy the exact movement. He would then move his head, or his other arm and the game would go on and on. I heard this from one of the women who was serving life in prison for killing for him, and I gained a little respect for that guy. Pimp's up, Hoes down.

This weekend I wanted to throw my life away, but instead I just transfered 200 dollars to my e-trade account. Things were good last week with my amd investment but that's all over this week with the volitile economy. Surely it will come back up, if that shit heads says one more fucking word about the cigarette smoke im going attack his computer with the ping of death.

I hate this blog and would deleted it if it mattered, but it would be like ripping a page out of diary, who cares?

trust verses truth

Well I will give you two for my one or five for the three.

I walked behind a large cloud of smoke and changed sides of street cause black people scare me sometimes. I looked into a window for anything I could relate to, and saw absolutely nothing worth seeing. I do that in life and then get surprised likes it's a sign that I need to be looking for it. There was nothing in that shitty apartment for me to see. I got around some normal people but it only turns out I was the normal one when the pipe and alcohol started to run through their bloody sores. Pus all over the table and the clams came out or were they oysters. Little muscle fibers with shreds of life still moving. Man, I know Just for Today it doesn't matter what I say or how it sounds. I felt like an outsider as they laughed and talked about people I dont know. I cannot believe I asked that girl over, if Little Woodgrain hadn't of showed up and insisted upon Open Mic night I might still be sick from the consequences. Write a line and deleted it, there is no fucking way i'm going to sit here all day, just to much coming and going to be productive. Man, maybe I will go home and play some Rock Band, maybe I will bust out the swiffer in the DataCenter, I like the way it smells.