I’m sure everyone has aspired to be wealthy at least one time in their life. I’ve always wanted to be rich and enjoy an extravagent, traveling life and enjoying the finest things. Sometimes, the reality is so harsh! How many people are actually willing to do whatever it takes to live a comfortable life? I’m willing to do just about anything it takes. First, I think one should have an education. I’m not so concerned about when it comes along. I’m thinking my mid 30’s would be a nice time to be where I want to be. After the education is earned, getting the best job you can find, no matter what you have to do. You better be ultra-flexible and ready to travel.
There are many places I want to travel. I would also like to go on different exotic expeditions. Those are just a few that have caught my eye. This is probably my favorite websites that I’ve found. Oh, I just can’t stop looking at the different places. Oh, yeah I was able to find out more of what I already knew about the people of my past. I’m so glad I seen through all of them. There’s so much I want to say and I know I should stop going on and on about it. I’ll stop now… of course until something new surfaces! I should stop bothering with friends.
So, I’ve been reading a lot about different things. I can’t help but to look something up that I’ve always wondered about. I guess that also stems from the amount of free time I have on my hands at any given moment. When I get back home, I plan to change all of that in a very drastic way. I can’t do this anymore and the main reason I do it now is because I can’t stand this state or the people who ravage the lands. It’s ridiculous really. You know, I understand I’ve got stretched earlobes, scars and tattoo’s but does that mean you have to constantly stare at me? Do I stare at you, with your two amputated legs, when you’re rolling by me? Do I pass any sort of judgement on you? It’s no different. For all anyone knows, he lost his legs in a bad car accident while driving drunk. If that’s the case, well it’s his own fault. Someone like that should know that it’s not polite to gawk and point. That’s not the only instance, but the best one for me to talk about. It’s not that I don’t expect it, like I said. I just don’t understand why people are so rude. When I’m rude, I’m just some freak asshole with big ears. When they’re rude, they’re outstanding citizens working for a better tomorrow. Give me a break! Brake me off a piece of that Kit-Kat Bar!
Either way, I don’t even care anymore. Take me home, country road, to the place I belong! Marie Antoinette is on right now. I’ve never watched it in it’s entirety. In other news, I have to downsize my ears back to 1-3/4″ until I get some lighter plugs or eyelets. The ones I have are just a bit too heavy for my ears. I may end up having to stick with eyelets even though I don’t like them. Maybe some of the woods would be light enough. I had some Honduran Rosewood plugs once, they were pretty heavy but I don’t think they were as heavy as the ones I have now. Maybe if I get some Raintree solids…
I dunno, I’ll just stick with eyelets instead of wasting money. I’ve got to figure out a way to make my right lobe a bit thicker. I’m doing everything I can. The dog ripping my ear apart has made complications in stretching. It’s just very, very thin. I feel as though it’s getting a bit thicker though. It’s just with all the extra weight of the heavier plugs, it just keeps stretching and getting thinner. I’ll figure something out…. I’m sure no one is the least bit interested in any of this.
Filed under: Rambling
Oops, I guess I forgot to publish this lastnight.
I’m guilty as charged! I have turned to South Park in my need for entertainment. It’s pretty quiet and lonely at night when the majority of people are sleeping or at their graveyard shit jobs. I like it that way though, it’s nice. One does run out of things to do though, really… I guess that’s why there is so much pot introduced into most of my nights. I think I’m almost out. Last night, my pipe fell and hit my bed frame and broke. It was an expensive pipe too. The one good thing, if there possibly could be one, is that after I cleaned it really well, I ended up with about 2 grams of sticky, dark resin! I’m bound to smoke it, when I get another pipe! Damnit!
At this very moment, I wish my upstairs neighbors would overdose and not survive. They’re so fucking loud all the damn time. It doesn’t make any sense why people wouldn’t think others. Just take into consideration that not everyone should suffer because of your lack of house training. I guess that’s what people like them do. They were made to work in the fastfood restaurants of America. They will never amount to anything. Ironically, they’re all deep into their fastfood careers! Maybe they’ll be managers of the lowing paying jobs soon! Will that make them the lowest paid managers? Pretty much…
Filed under: Rambling
Well, this is what I’m watching on Showtime2. It’s basically telling you how to do drugs and the different stereotypes in parties. Like, the fiends, coke whores, etc. It’s really very funny. It shows a group of people partying and doing cocaine all night and then how everyone is talking and making plans for the next day because they’re all bestfriends now. All of that know, the next day is a write off. It’s kind of funny and most of it is stuff that actually happens. Like waking up the next morning with a person you wouldn’t normally sleep with.
Well, I’m fixing to roll a joint and watch the rest of this show. It’s only on until 4:15a. It keeps saying, “Don’t feel bad about the night before. Remember you’ve had more fun in the last 10 hours than most people have in a month.” – I feally wish I had this on a DVD or something. I’ll have to find it just for watching for a good laugh.
