I'm excited forrrr...

Everywhere we go

I've been alot friendlier to people as of lately. I don't know why. Maybe it's my new singularity, maybe it's from reading Micheal Jordan's book? Who knows. All I know is that it's cool to be told by people how much nicer I've been.


But now onto the things that are really pissing me off.

-You ever notice that the only guys who get in fights at the bar are the ones who get all drunk before hand and say stuff along the lines of "I'm gonna get so much fuckin' pussy tonight, you fuckin fucks don't even fuckin know" But then normal guys end up taking the girls home, and these cocksocks get pissed off and start fights. Go fuck yourselves

-People who drive hummers. I guess you really do need the fourwheel drive on the rough terrain in Winnipeg Manitoba.

-Dudes who roll up their sleeves or wear muscle shirts to rep their badass tribal tatts. (do you seriously still have no clue how fucking gay tribal tattoos are?)

-The fact that some of my friends are spending winter in nicaragua, hanging out, and i'm here freezing my fucking ass off getting the worst booters and frostbite.

There's more. but I'll save it for another day.

So much trouble in the world.

This is what I've been doing with my time. FTW


Who decided that Valentines day was a legitimate holiday? Fuck valentines day.
I don't have a girlfriend, but if I did, I don't want to be told what day to surprise her with a nice dinner or something.

"It's February 14th, looks like I've got to stop beating my wife and verbally abusing her and actually take her out. But tomorrow I'm getting right back to it"

If you need to be told a day to surprise your lover with chocolates or flowers, you're not actually getting the whole meaning of love. Love would be surprising them with shit like that every day of the year.



Anyways.

I moved home, and it is the best. All I do is draw, listen to bob marley and eat the best meals. My mom is like Martha Stewart. Minus the jail thing.

Other than that I have nothing more to say.

peace