ShagmoorLounge

January 31, 2006

Oh, right. I forgot to tell all my adoring fans what happen when myself and the Samoan Collection Agency busted up the idiot methfreak's crib.

Well, we went and got amped on some liquid caffeine and then we went over to the idiot methfreak's crib and busted it all the fuck up. Little Miss Do's iPod was still there. What a miracle. I knew she would think it was dirty and wouldn't want it back so I told Utu he could have it. She's got a decent playlist on it. Half decent. He'll have to dump all that Go-go's shit.
So that was that. Lots o' fun.

Speaking of lots o' fun, I'm getting messages from my parents again. I don't know why. I kind of wanted to change my number, but it's too fun fucking with their heads with the outgoing message. Plus, I like to know what's up with my enemy. It makes me feel like I have the advantage somehow. They're fucked. Always were, always will be. I'm the fucking product of two totally fucked people. What the fuck. It's my lot in life, but I'm pretty much beyond it now. I just can't be bothered to give a shit about what they think or what they want. Just trying to stay off their radar.

My wife and I are doing well, I think. We might actually start living together. That would be a leap of faith. Except that I don't have any faith. Maybe I should look into that.

The Shadow knows 11:30 PM
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