indian hell

You know what really sucks, agreeing to work so you can come home for a bit, and then realizing that because of work you can't play like you want to...aka drinking 4 big beers in one sitting for cinco de mayo. I've spent the last 5 days getting up at 6 o'clock, which is of course the true ass crack of dawn, and then standing on a ladder 40 feet off the ground rolling paint on the biggest fucking wall that has ever been painted white. Painting makes me want to shit, on a wall, and spread it around with a brush, then burn the wall, and the house, and everyone there. So finally its the weekend and I'm going to drink a hundred beers to train for next week, aw yeah. I've got to work monday and tuesday and then one of you fuckers is going to have to pick my ass up cause I've got no automoblile. But on a happier note, the bitchin man rocket is tuned and ready to tear a-ville a new a-hole. Tadow.
see yall bitches on tuesday
l-don