September 2003

September 28, 2003

had a life long battle with a food addiction

When i die people will remember toad always struggled with a life long battle with food addiction. every morning he wakes up craving food again, even tho he ate just last night.
September 28, 2003

the eve of the weekend

it’s sunday again, my body withered and broken from the weekend of drinking to make up for the week of shit. now i sit in front of my computers, trying to figure out how i can both go out and drink yet stay home and work. drinking shouldn’t even be a thought after this weekend and the cough i have […]
September 27, 2003

WHEN THE WEBSITE IS YOUR SPECIAL FRIEND

GOD what a fucking long fucking god fucking week. i feel so much better now that im drunk finally i turn the cell phone off, to sleep that sleep that only people without cell phones sleep.. im afraid we’re going to invade more countries. im watching a fly walk across the monitor. drunk enough to think it’s artistic. thats all […]
September 27, 2003

mason invasion

everyone will be able to say i saw it coming so not win
September 26, 2003

wink wink wink

Last night i got as stoned as possible and spent $60 at the grocery store. Now as any story, it has more then just that behind it. I smoked hore knows how many bowls before i got in the car, drove to Kroger and stumbled around the bright lit store picking up whatever looked good. My mp3 player blared NWA’s […]
September 25, 2003

hmm

i often wonder what marla thinks of my computers. She sees me every morning stumble out of bed to these mysterious 3 glowing boxes that seem to provide endless amounts of humor and pain. She’s seen me pounding fists on the keyboard because i was laughing or because a website had gone down. She just chills next to my chair […]
September 24, 2003

links

links for the day handjob machine and [url=http://geocities.com/ghettofabhairdos/]Hair * Nails * Psychic Readings * BBQ * Check Cashing [/url]
September 23, 2003

tweaker boyfriends lynching swede

bjOrnfuegO: oh god lol bjOrnfuegO: in mississippi scoutMASTERtoad: uh oh bjOrnfuegO: like cant remember exactly where scoutMASTERtoad: don’t like the beginning of this story bjOrnfuegO: i run out of cigarettes bjOrnfuegO: no ID bjOrnfuegO: so i go to like 8 places scoutMASTERtoad: blowjob? bjOrnfuegO: lol bjOrnfuegO: no bjOrnfuegO: looking for a vending machine bjOrnfuegO: i guess MS outlawed them scoutMASTERtoad: […]
September 22, 2003

ain’t nothin to fuck wit

ian is a whore. woke up to the sounds of headboard banging and chick screaming. definitely faking it tho. revenge fucking owns me.