My blogs I attempt to type are typically fucking up and down as a tricked out ghetto roller coaster bussing kids around at the local carnival run by Hillbillys from Sandwich, IL. There are politics to writing shit and posting it on Fucking Face Fucking Book, so I kind of weave and bob and strike like a coked out Anaconda. I would ultimately like to have my own website where I do what I want to do but that's something in the works. I am certain that I will eventually get that going, but in the meantime I am stuck in ghetto fab world and jabbering on Blogger.
So anyways, this summer has been pretty rawk! I will not state who I had any sexual or non-sexual relations with but I will merely state that this summer has been great. I think getting back to a place I truly enjoy working at is really where my happiness re-erupted. I could say something else that applies here but I will choose a different route and say that my choices made in this exciting life of FILTH have been panning out for me. Kicking the summer off in VEGAS over Memorial Day Weekend was just a goddamn fucking taste of what could have been done. I kept hearing from people about how fast the summer went and I laugh because I believe summer is over when WE decide it is. I know some people have kids or goto school or whatever but if it's 90 degrees out at the end of September I am surely going to be sporting shorts, tees, flip flops and women's shades. Summer is as long or as short as you want it to be. But one too many people keep placing time limits on things, looking forward to the upcoming weekend rather than just enjoying the motherfucking day at hand. Godamn people, I spent a lot of my time in my AC induced house because my allergies left my hobbling around like a one legged Jamacian on a smack fix, at times that is. I was able to get out and do plenty this summer. Every year I want to do more but things pop up and I end up fingering Norwegian girls in the bathroom of Lantern. Eventually we will attack that goal that everyone wants to badly which is a family, golden retriever, 3 bedroom house and a nice lawn mower. But for now enjoy these wonderful fucking days we have. It's so nice to go places and not have to look over your shoulder thinking that your son's math teacher is also at the porn shop looking for BDSM dvd's.
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