Friday, June 26, 2009

I fucking hate typos

When I re - read my shit, I'm like fuck... learn your words.

So MJ died today. It's wierd but inevitable,no? Death comes closer and closer every day. I'm not saying that to be macabre. Quite the contrary. I did some dancing in Club Casa to honor him and his work. I inten to do some more in the near future.

*sigh*

The future...atleast he doesn't have to fret about that shite anymore.

Anyways, I'm learning guitar and it's been amazing so far. I obviously still suck to be damned, but practice makes John Coltrane. That fiend would practise for le 12 hrs a day. I try to remember that.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Drunk as a skunk

It's Friday night and I've got my good on.