City limits

I moved.

I'm going to work.

Let's see how this turns out.

Hurry!

We have so much time and so little to do! Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it

don't mess with

i'm back

Sorry, Chad:
























Time to post again.

i smell like fifty bucks

Have to make a post while I'm still in the proper mindset.

I love the weekends. I love the company that I keep. The list goes on and on.

Good times all around.

These are the days that when I'm 40 something, I'll wish I could go back to.

Just spit a hot pocket out onto my screen cause it was much too hot for consumption.

James Morrison just came on vh1. Ugly guy. Average voice. They'll really let anybody on tv these days. Below par song. Really ugly. Looks like Jacob Dylan got into a car accident. Google him. You'll see.

Had a great night/weekend. I'm sure I'll be discussing it all week.

Just rambling now.

Wish I had pictures.

Goodnight.

black water

Note to self: Wash work pants more frequently.



Just one more day. Almost home.

i don't like to refer to myself as being "drunk," i prefer to think of it as "ready to dance"

There's nothing like working on a machine that can kill, maim, and/or seriously disfigure you. Nothing like hearing a 3-foot grinding wheel scream moments before it literally explodes.



I find myself longing for music, the weekend and some cash.