I used to live in Spokane, Washington. I hated it when I moved there. I thought it was a po dunk shit hole to be blunt. A meth house on every corner it seemed. I was with someone else at that point in my life, I didn’t even know B. The girl I was with had it rough because I was unhappy, continually putting down where I lived. It was her home town and she adored it. I was, in short, an asshole about it. No nice way to say it.

I was there for her, but I wasn’t happy about it. My own fault really.. but that’s another story.

As time went on, I started to get used to my surroundings. I started to actually like Spokane. I met some great friends, started into a little routine, kidnapping tourists and making skin coats and well, I wasn’t unhappy about where I lived anymore. I quite enjoyed it. Weird how life can be. It’s really as tough as you make it.

I haven’t lived in Washington state now for over six years. Time flies when you’re having fun hey? I do miss my friends in Spokompton at times, especially The Glen (even tho he no longer resides in the spokompt hood). If I hadn’t moved back to Canada when I did, my life would rolled in a different direction. I’d have never ended up meeting Bryci and I’d probably be a different person. In my opinion, she’s such a major part of my life, if it weren’t for her, without doubt I’d be a different man. I might even have three arms.

HEY. YOU DON’T KNOW FOR SURE. FUCK YOU.

I guess what I am saying here, is that sometimes… life will throw you a curve you didn’t see coming. Maybe you’ll end up moving somewhere like I did and you’ll be unhappy, as I was. In time you’ll see the unhappiness was all in your head, and as soon as you decided to stop being five, shit got better.  That’s what happened for me anyway, maybe you’ll be more fortunate and find your way to happiness even quicker than I did. For your sanity, I hope so.

I have had some curves thrown my way in life, who hasn’t? Sometimes you figure it just can’t get any worse… and then it does. Ha! I know dude, I know. We’ve all been there. It does get better though. Eat Shreddies, I’m just sayin… if those happy diamonds can’t make ya smile, pfffft, you’re pretty much set to be unhappy for life.

Shreddies are teh bomb!

Snap.

It is almost 4:22 am. OMGOMGOMGOMG I am so fackin facked

Jack (our little destroyer of worlds) will be awake at about 7:15am area to go pee. It will be at this time I will pull my sleepy ass from slumber and walk him to the patio door, telling him… GO PEE JACK. He will trot over to his green and let fluid fly. Upon such time I will bring him in and grab the blanket near the door that has been marked with jack’s scent. I will then clean his under-carriage so it’s not damp, you know male dogs, their generally get wet when they piss. I will then trot Sir Prissy Pants aka princess into the bedroom where Bryci lay dormant… safe in the knowledge I will wake her not, from her dreams.

I shall lift his majesty skyward to the bed so he can lick himself into a frenzy in style whilst I crash the fuck out.

Face it, if you could go to town on yer bidniz, you would too. You know you would. Don’t even lie.

Upon waking, you can color my ass sitting in this chair working on Katie’s new site. It’s sooo close.

If all goes well, we go live tonight.

I wonder which site I shall engage myself with next? hmmm…

damn I am tired. I was in bed too, almost asleep and then I remembered I had to submit something to ccbill for approval for co-launch with Katie’s site. One couldn’t take place without the other and nobody likes a slacker.

Well, I like slackers, they make me look goooood… but you get my what I’m saying.

One last thing…

I posted this pic in the randoms area. I said it was our bathroom. Some of you have been watching this regularly, hoping to see Bryci.

You.are.retards. There. I said it.

This is not our bathroom. This is an animated gif consisting of two frames. on and off. er… red dot on, red dot off.

If you are one of the many I snafu’d with this, go into your bathroom, lift the toilet seat up. Lay your head on the rim, use toilet paper as a safe clean barrier from da germs if you must.

Now, slam the seat downward unto your melon as fast as you can, repeatedly until blood pours from your ears.

Please. Thank you. I would if I could but you know… you’re there, I’m here… there’s that whole awkward thing about being in the same bathroom with a stranger… anywhoo…

STOP WATCHING DA GIF. Seriously.

We aren’t ever going to show up in this animated gif. Ever.

Ok kids, enough of the funnies. I’m giggling at my own dumb jokes and oh look, it’s 4:38am.

Jack’s bladder is on count down mode at this point. fuck. I wonder if I taped a balloon to his wiener, if that’d work.

will get back to you on this.