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Saturday, November 15, 2008

target wine

u gotta love the slight haze wine give you after your first half a glass... um, considering your glass is more like a plastic cup with the words "RUDY'S" on it.

and really - is there anything wrong with drinking alone?! i didn't think so either, friend. so Cheers on that high note. that being said, i believe there's another half bottle here. i'll have some for you.

the house is asleep tonight, early asleep tonight. we went to austin children's museum and it was pretty cool, cept for the couple pederast gentlemen with their high-end digital cameras. they had beards, men with beards touch kids where the underwear covers.

it's a fuckin fact. so hide behind your beard.

*SIGH* alright, it's not true.

what's that you say, i'm jealous because i can't grow facial hair and i'm 31 yrs old. I am thirty one years old and incapable of growing a mustache (or a beard).

fuck all ya'll - HELL YAH - i'm jealous. why am i so cursed that i cannot stroke the fine hairs which grow from my FACE!

instead, I grow "fly hairs" - how gross is that. you can't really shave them because they are (usually) higher up on your face and they may grow back thicker and darker and grosser-er. so you have to pluck. holy-goat-god plucking faces.

work is better, but i think i need to calm down... in life. i think it may be lack of an outlet. i am still waiting to find degenerate alcoholic misfits with the same defeated ideology that i have.

i need to get out more.

hopefully if i find them they will be married with a couple kids. then we an all booze and let the kids play lord of the flies.

*COUGH* whoops - sucked down some wine down the wrong tube and now it's all over the wall.
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i'm listening to the cranberries - everyone else...

say what you want, it's great.

irish-catholic-celtic-soccer(football)-banshee-wailing-screeching, who could ask for more?
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prolly sleeping on the couch again tonight - dammit all to hell. the warden has no qualms with booting me out in the middle of my precious slumber to post up in the living room.

i snore. WTF? we only lived together for (countless) years before getting married, you'd think she ignore that by now - NOPE. not a chance. usually i snore louder when i have some tasty elixir.

vino0

sleepuy

gnight.

somebody hit me back and give me some new bands to listen to; fuckin good for nothing friends (come out and visit though).

nickolaus.

shark