Howl At The Moon, Bitch.

The moon looks fuckin' sweet tonight. I pulled my blinds all the way up so I can see all these stars. I love looking at stars.

So how were people's nights?
Mine was shit. I can't ever get a night were everything just works out so perfectly. There is just always one thing that fucks it all up.
I sat alone until I started thinking in my mind about crazy shit. I just couldn't take it anymore. I just drove around until this cute girl I knew got out of work. I picked her up, met Sasquatch, then smoked a J. Yumm, strawberries.
I dropped them all off and I was still fucking bored. I just hate sitting around bored. It's the worst feeling in the world. But hey, isn't that what this blog is for?

Well, I'm single.
It's a long story and I chose not to type it all out.
I'm still a little down about it. I would like someone to cuddle with.

I started lighting candles in my room.
Yet again, it smells like strawberries. What the fuck?
It's only because I ran out of incense. I would love you forever if you got me some. I love the shit that smells really eccentric.

There's some fat bald guy on doing some stand-up on Comdey Central.
Eww...
It's beat.

Yeahyeah. I packed it up again.

Well I haven't told you this but I have a newly acquired skill. I started rolling dutches with Hans and well we haven't stopped.
So last night I was chilling and I rolled the best dutchie ever. It was pristine.
It was heavenly; as if God rolled it.
Everything was crazy. I couldn't feel my body last night. It just wasn't responding, at all.
Ehh whatever. Shit happens.

Wow. Big hitter coming threw.
I absolutely enjoy Fresca. It's so crisp. It justs refreshes my entire mouth.

Jesus. This show on Comedy Central is crazy. It's unedited too which makes it twice as fun.
Zach Galifianakis.
That bastard is funny.

Are you kidding me? There's a fucking commerical on about a Trojan finger vibrator. There are two cute chicks talking about it and there is an old lady eavesdropping on them. So one of the cute one goes "where can I get these?" and the old lady was like "relax ladies, you can find them online."
What the fuck. This little thing straps to your finger and it's about the size of a battery. They played a sound clip of it and you could here it buzzin'.

Facebook check.

Shit. It's getting late.
What's my life? I don't know. I have no clue.
I need to take care of a few things.

Alright ya'll. I'm calling it a night.
It's reruns on the TV and my eyes are hurting.
I'm getting food, watching Date My Mom, then hittin' the hay.

Stay chill out there, internet.
It's going to be cold on the East coast.
Night.


Now listening to:
311 - Beautiful Diaster.

Uno! Dos! Tres!

1! 2! 3!

Flick my bic, bitch. Just drop it like it's hot.

Hahaa, you bakester.

Fuck you all out there in internet land. Why can't I get some feedback? A little comment every now and then won't fucking hurt. Thank you.

Don't push, son.

"If rhymes were valiums I'd be comfortably numb."

I guess that's how my mind feels right now.

Yeah, my boii. Stop complaining, niggercunt.

"w00tWooT." Yeah yeah. Woot woot!

When the fuck are you going to get a god damn webcam? You'd love it cause you'd be able to subscribe to all the fucking webcam porn sites. Watching porn is his thing.

Hahahahaa....!!!

Give me a minute.

So does anyone know what the capital of Idaho is?

I think it's called Udaho.

That's what my magic 8 ball says.

What the fuck right now.

Viva la Bam is rediculous. Phil, Ape, and Vito are picking up trash on the side of the road and fat ass Vito got tired so he's sitting on a guardrail that's almost touching the ground because he's so fucking fat. That was one run-on sentence.

I guess that fat bastard got arrested for fondling a 15 or 16 year old girl.

Hahaa, fuckin' pedophile.

Facebook check.

Oh and another thing, there are always subtitles when Vito talks.

It makes it twice as funnier.

God, I love incense. I want to get a sweet looking burner. Something freakin' unique. I may start burning the cones. They smell alot better. All I can afford is gas station brands. I need go get to Excape to get some better shit.

Why do the fucking bitches call me to ask for rides? Am I a taxi? Honestly, your adoreable and all but try not to be that obvious about taking advantage of me. There are certain ways you could repay me back, though.

Haa...

I blew up his AIM.

Bam put an anchor on Vito. That has to be fucking horrible.

I also just noticed that Vito has two lazy eyes. Jesus Christ.

Yummm...

Damn Good Beef Jerky BBQ flavored is absolutely delicious. It literally melts in your mouth.

I'm not getting things done.

I'll be right back, budd.

Yeah, it's time for a stiggy anyways.

Alright my peeps.

My plan is:

Beef jerky, Viva la Bam, Sleep.

Let's keep the world spinning.

Do something outgoing once in awhile.

Nights.

Now listening to:

Sublime - Greatest Hits.