My sisters new boy freind lasted about a week. She broke up with him,
because he didn't do meth. She is lost, she is gone, she is dead.
She is a tweaker, junkie, crack-head now. In other news, I am home-less!!!
Not halfway homeless, TOTALY homeless. Luckily my nephews boss is letting me stay with them. He told me we both have to stop smoking tobbacco, AND
Marijuana. We plan to stop tobbacco. FUCK HIM. I don't give a rats ass if he's doing me a favor by allowing me to stay with him, I don't need that. He also says
I have to get rid of my combat boots and I have to find a way to get some perscription glasses, that aren't sunglasses. Because of the image that combat boots and sunglasses project. He wont shut up about the god-damn image. He represents EVERYTHING I HATE, He is trying to assimilate me. Program me.
He's trying to make me a well-adjusted, little talking parrot. He wants me to become part of the machine, part of the borg, part of the computer. I
Have only ONE option, I must become a VIRUS!!! I must become a wolf in sheeps clothing. I must PRETEND, I must USE HIM, as the means to an end.
because I WILL NOT allow myself to be assimilated. I couldn't, even If I wanted to. I have tried before, many times. It never works. In the words of Henry Rollins,
"if you put a necklace on a pig, it's STILL a pig, isn't it?"
until next time SpaceKadets....
KILL WHITEY!!!! all you white mother-fuckers.....
PEACE!!! <<<Irony?
Howdy There, SpaceKadets!!!
As you may have gathered from the title, "My sisters gotta BOY FREIND! My sisters gotta BOY FREIND!"
My sister has a NEW boy freind! And he's NOT a METH COOK! Like her last one! So that's cool, anyway,
PEACE!!!
Howdy there, Space-Kadets!!!
The reason I haven't made an entry ina while is because I have moved to
Idabel, (A town, about ten, maybe fifteen miles away)
So I dont have as much access to the net as I didi in Broken-Ass-Fuck-U.S.A.
Im still waiting on my check from the insurance settlement. It's well on it's way, my lawyer says.