so today i had two typical old people in my store. the old couple that the woman doesn't know shit, dresses like shes from florida, the dude is trying to fit into the tightest fucking shirt that they were throwing away at goodwill.

I don't know how they do it, but the smell like old. not 'they smell old'... they smell 'like old'

and their skin, man, talk about leather, i just wanted to touch it and shudder.

and the worst part is, they based their 'negotiaing' on the fact that they bought paint 30 years ago for 8 dollars a goallon and it alsted this long, so they should be able to get the same product for the same price...


do you go to the gas station and demand gas for 1.25, cause you bought it at that a while ago


the only thing i hate more than decrepit, sad, old people that cant seem to get it that time went on without them...


old people who are already dead. They aren't really, but they cant do a fuckingthing for themselves. "i need you to walk this 2 lb. bag to my car while i sit on the 7 cushins that let me se so i can drive slow and make people pissed off at the world." the ones who go in to my store 'for their friend who cant get out of bed' and then they sit there and breath heavy and smell funny for a few hours, so they can have me tote everything arround for them and refuse to do a god damn thing for themselves...


DIE ALREADY!

if i ever get like that, where i can not function in society i will gladly be put down and out of my misery.

you know what, if all your gonna do is bitch and moan about being old and everything that you can't do, THEN FUCKING DO SOMTHING ABOUT IT!!!


damn it, i hate old people... and when i read this after my hip gets replaced and i'll put a hit on myself so i know its coming, and i can play cat games with my killer, that i hired...



wow, that could be a great movie



whatever, adios folks

... no one has been updating there blogs/myspace...

i dont know how denneise is still sane...

it might be 'facebook' or it might just be that people are afraid.

afraid to speek out on there own sites.

kinda hurts me to think of it, free speech and all... but thats a bigger issue alltogether.

but as for me, yeah, i'll keep on truckin, its just that nothing much has been going on lately.

stress is getting up there, i keep telling people the aspects of my life right now are like marionettes, and i'm doing a good job at making them all dance and look realistic. but what scares me is i one goes crazy, or somthing happens beyond my control that makes me have to untangle one from another, then i neglect the others then it all goes to crap..


pray for my sanity


had a mini freak out last night, it was more fun, i didn't burrow myself into the sofa, but i was still having fun being weird.

school, how will i pay for school.... i have no clue, i still haven't completed my fafsa, and it looks like i'll have to get student loans from a bank or someplacce else... or heaven forbid, fill out some scholarships....*shudder*...

I'm trying out for celebration as a vocalist (cause i can't do anything else, besides cowbell....MORE COWBELL!!) so we'll see how that goes, man would it be awesome to preform with fish on stage....thats if it happens... knock on wood

work is decent i guess, my boss is going to a different store in 2 months so its gonna be interesting to say the least, look for me to work a whole hell of alot over winter break.

Kari, what can i say, shes the best. i couldn't imagine handling what i'm doing right now without her to be my rock. its a good thing to be withsomeone who doesn't even have to be in the room and just thinking of them makes you happy. i would wish my happyness on all of you (except that guy who still i.d.'s me at woodmans.... no happy for you)

that brings me to things with Al. i'm sorry everything went the way it did, and i think we can both move on and be civil, but we have to start by making peace. hopefully by homecoming we'll be on speeking terms.

the house; wow its a fucking mess... but thatsmy fault... hehehe... i havent taken the trash out in a while, so i should do that, but i'm blogging, so there.

oh yea, we might lose it...more to come on that as it develops

fraternity, going smooth, cause i was FREAKING OUT all summer long, i have a good amount of sailin, not exatly smooth sailin, but not as rough as some have it.

home, like family; i really dont know, i can only assume my mom is PISSED cause i'm still working on my fafsa, but she doesn't see all of my overdraft notices now, so shes got to yell at me for somthing. dad's doing fine, a little stressed but fine, adam.... he's just adam. i think he got his job back, cause you cant really fire someone with downs-syndrome for not learning the job quick enough... dumbasses...

jay is doing fine (my car, for you un-educated mo-fo's) shes been racking on the miles sence i got her, almost 10,000 in 2 months, but thats what happens when you have a 45 minute comute to work.

i miss thursday nights, the CIRCLE OF DEATH crew and game was just good and relaxing. i miss it.

i think i'm about done. oh yea, i'm poor.

Ways I can make money on the side: Plasma, Painting on the side, Selling my truck, Loans, Selling my posesions, getting a second job much closer...

Ways I'd like to make money on the side: Giggalo, Stealing, Contract killing etc. etc.

How many months sence making love: Just arround my 21st birthday... I turned 22 in april. You do the math...

How much I care that it'll be longer: None, cause even though it would be amazing, its not a nececity. i'm human, but i have self control.



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