old school

h0lly justAphase: how do i order a crackhore shirt ?
scoutmastertoad: hmm
scoutmastertoad: you come to memphis
scoutmastertoad: and give me money
scoutmastertoad: and i go into a closet and pull one out
scoutmastertoad: hehe
scoutmastertoad: it’s like old scohol e-commerce

Healthy cities mean happy living

hey toad, why are you depressed?
MEMPHIS, TENNESSEE
That Elvis called Memphis home didn’t help it in our survey — the city ranks below average in most categories “SELF’s” experts deemed important. Violent crimes and rapes occur at close to double our survey’s average rate. Memphis-area women have sky high rates of sexually transmitted diseases and rank in the bottom 6 percent for exercise; their average body-mass index is 27.3 — overweight by Centers for Disease Control and Prevention Standards. Plus, Memphis has a high number of motor vehicle deaths and ranks below average for healthy eating.

arrrrr

gawd, went from the full moon club at 11:30 last night to Tunica for some gambling fun. After last week’s stripclub fiasaco, i guess it seemed right to do something just as morally corrupt.

man, if you’ve never been to a casino while really high you gotta. All those dancing lights and bright colored floors. People running around, winning, losing, crying, drinking. Fucking owns.

i didn’t lose very much money this time, only around $25-30…nothing compared to the diaster that the stripclub was…..

gonna be a atari teenage riot day

gawwwwdddd…waking up at 7am…still drunk….still fucked up from the 3 sleeping pills i ate while drinking…..those were probably a bad idea…feel kinda dizzy, hands shaking….i can’t really tell if i’m still drunk, still luded from the pills or just plain tired….

it’s weird when you wake up, realize you have a lot of shit to do, then realize that 90% of the stuff is you, driving around, giving people money. i gotta pay rent, gas up the car, drive all the way out to the honda dealership, then i gotta go out to another office, where i’ll work for free, then buy a new monitor, assemble the new computer for the other office……the day kinda stops there…i’ll probably pass out at the wheel at my last stop…..

the shower is warming up now, probably gonna try to choke down breakfast after that and then i’m on my way…

i really like waking up this hour…this was this weird dew like stuff all over the grass outside…i guess it was dew….time to go lay down in the shower and try to sober up….

innnnn the springttimeeee of hissss voooodoooooo

eat, not snort

2 bottles of wine, 3 sleeping pills….i had the 3rd sleeping pill crushed up, the dollar rolled up…then i was like “hmm, probably shouldn’t snort this, better eat it and wash it down with wine instead”

conceterina, conceterina, lalalallaa

open the bottle of wine…or go to sleep…

wheee “i’ll just have one glass”….

god, a word of warning for those crackhore.com wine drinkers out there. Judge a bottle by it’s cover. I just opened a bottle of “Rabbit Ridge” wine. I didn’t notice the words “tuscan style red wine” in small words towards the bottom. I guess i saw the cute rabbit on the label, saw “red wine” and figured it was pretty good.

It’s not….god…maybe after i finish this glass it’ll taste better….

where the fuck is fedex

i love how the little sticker they left said noon to 3pm….they have 38 minutes left…been sitting here with my thumb up my ass and my front door wide open so i won’t miss him.

so many times have i missed packages cuz i couldn’t hear him knocking over the music….not gonna get fucked this time tho