August 16th, 2006

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not good.
so i am looking. tomorrow, after work. i work on finding different work.

i got one of my guitars today. thast pretty nice. one down, two to go.
what a pressing week it should be friday.

its wednesday. the worst day for work. the busiest. i do the most and bring in the most money to the company but hardly get a tip of the hat. i dont get that.

i dont that. i just want to sit and talk, and play guitar and record more songs.

why couldnt i be a trust fund baby? I bet i could go pretty far. just get me out of this hell hole of a job. every job sooner or later sucks you dry. You took a loan out when you first got it and it sends collectors to get back those feelings.

i shoudlnt even be talking to you.

either of you.

all three of you.
  • Current Music
    if you see her, say hello.

well, the empty bottle it misses you and i am the one its talking to.

what a day. working so much i get so tired.

in the middle of the day going home to my place from the job that makes me sleep back to the thoughts that keep me awake.

neko case is so beautiful. I wish i still had albert.i know exactly what he would be doing right now. sleeping on my chair or on my cot.

The days are not getting any easier.

count down till my b day. alot. two months? then i will be a warmer man. from the inside out.

it looks a lot like engine oil and tastes like being poor and small.

deep red bells.

this weekend, demitris friday. work saturday, service. i may scoot to tac town.
i really know how to make a mix cd.

this one is really good.
  • Current Music
    lifes a gas.