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This will now be the section where I let all you fine folks know what I listen to on my iPod repeatedly. I'm sure you are entirely too thrilled.

Right now, pick something by David Bowie, Manson (Shirley or Marilyn), Underground Rebels, Loving Dead or Todd Kerns. That's what I am listening to.




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Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Still awake...

Seems like I live tired lately. I haven't been able to sleep for shit. Maybe I think too much. Maybe I just need to get laid.

My should has been bothering me since 1992. Literally. I've seen a doctor for it on several occasions. The verdict has always been pissed off muscles. Until I went about a month or so ago. According to the doctor my shoulder is actually not formed correctly. Me? Not right? Go figure. Turns out that when I rotate my arm certain ways my shoulder partially dislocates. So, all those times I want to rip it off & beat myself with it probably wouldn't be too difficult of a feat. Maybe I'll just beat someone else with it. MRI that I can't afford is this week. Then they'll decide if I need surgery or not. Yay!

Last week I managed to pick up airfare to my favorite place for the princely sum of $14. That's right. Round trip for fourteen green folding American dollars. I am effectively being forced to take a long weekend to the beach next month. Like you have to do all that much forcing for me to go to the beach & hang out with Jeb.

Speaking of Jeb... he's coming to visit next weekend! Well, he's really coming in for my graduation party, but that counts, right? I've never gotten to hang with Jeb on my turf before. I'm kind of excited. Not only that, but I thought he was just coming in on Saturday & leaving on Sunday. No. He's coming in on Friday. For those that are keeping track this means that I will see him three months in a row!

Lately I think a lot. I'm terrified that Jeb will find this place. He's as resourceful as me. It wouldn't be difficult. Not that there is anything here that I wouldn't be willing to tell him at some point, but I don't know that I want him reading it in the privacy of his own home while naked & watching television. Then I tell myself I can't worry about that. It is what it is and everything happens for a reason. Right? RIGHT?!?

There is another story I wish to tell about a psycho and a small power tool, but that will have to wait until another time. Besides, that story doesn't have a final ending just yet.


Posted at 01:08 am by Zombie

 

File under: *squee*, Adventures, Because I can, I <3 the beach, Men..wait, boys, OK, I might care who you are, Vegas...errr... hell

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