ShagmoorLounge

December 07, 2005

Ran down to Loma Vista today to pick up some tamale's from this brujita I know of. She sold me two dozen for $15. While I was there I ran into Sleeves. He needs work. I've got some so I gave it to him. I'm in a limbo right now. I don't know if I'm staying or going. Depending on what my wife decides. If she goes, I'll go. If she stays, I'll stay. Whipped? Goddam fucking right I am.

I also got my palm read while I was there. She told me some whacky ass shit. I will have a child in two years. I will be "catapulted" into a new phase. I will have losses and gains. It could all be bullshit. She could have guessed all of it just by looking at me. Fuck it. Who cares?

We're almost ready for this big shindig at the doc's place. It should be a rockin' good time. I've set up some really cool light displays and I'm gonna boost a pattern on the walls and ceiling. I hope those fucktards that live upstairs stop by and have a heart attack each. Life is good. For some. For others, life sucks because they're poor. It's all okay. It's just life. We'll all end up at the same place anyway.

The Shadow knows 8:13 PM
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