ShagmoorLounge

December 22, 2005

I'm too tired to sleep. I've been running like a motherfucker these last few days. I've been all over SoCal to get everything together for this show. Too bad I'm not getting paid. The silkscreen project will have it's debut at the show. How do you like that? Yeah, well come and see it. Tell me what you think. Not because I actually give a shit, though. Just being polite.

Speaking of being polite, I pulled over today by a cop. He said he knows my dad. Big fucking deal. He noticed I wasn't too thrilled. Then he starts in with the whole, you know I could ticket you for not coming to a complete stop back there, but I'll let you go because you're the retard's kid. And I'm thinking the only reason he's letting me go is that I've seen him drunker than a sailor on leave vomiting his guts out in my da's backyard. Fuck him. I don't give a shit. He's part of the problem, not me.

I'm too tired to sleep. I don't even know why I'm blogging right now. I just can't wait for the 27th for Henry's show. Fuck all this holiday shit. Just get me to the 27th. I'm stoked.

The Shadow knows 3:15 AM
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