I came to realize that love does not exist in me but only for family and close friends. All I ever needed was my family, friends, music, and alcohol. That's all I ever wanted was to be that cool, loving, rocker, partying kind of type of guy. It just sort of hit me that as of this moment love does not exist.
So anyways...
I got that out of my system. I've been having a great time lately. I mean, I party every night, no matter what time or where it's at. Friday night was a blast for me though. I had three special guest for my dj'ing show. There was Alex (oldest neice, 12), Sammi (second oldest, 8), and then there was Maddog (best friends for 13 years now, 18). And then at 9pm, we all decided to leave.
Saturday night I went to the bar and partied with everyone that was there. And on my way out the door, I get to my car and my car decides to not work. So I just walked home and it was a LONG walk. It was cool, and once I got home, drank some booze, talked for a little bit for fun, and went to sleep.
Sunday, went back to the bar and fixed my shit in the parking lot, with my dad too. After all that, I went to my mom's and hung out there and watched The Exorcist: The Beginning. Pretty crappy, I think. I loved out that chicks eyes were though. Pretty wicked. After that, I went home and partied, like always, lol! Then I went to sleep. :D
Monday was so slow! I got up, got dressed, went to work, no work to do. So I just sat around and got paid for sitting on my ass basicly. Picked up some of my friends and we partied over at Maddog's house and then we did some gaming for a bit. And yeah, here I am doing this lame stuff, lmao!
Anyways, I'm out ya'll!
Much Clown Luv,
Shroom Guy
