Scoutmastertoad

god i really wish i had something to update about

whiskey and warcraft till 9am. woke up at noon. owned by alcohol.

Now look at them webdesigner’s that’s the way you do it You build the websites on the internets That ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it Money for nothin’ and hosting for free Now that ain’t workin’ that’s the way you do it Lemme tell ya, toad ain’t dumb Maybe get a blister on your warcraft finger finger Maybe […]

well, time to tack on another part to the book. i got my del sol, engine in, title in my name. mustang has been pronouced dead and i won’t even be able to pay rent with that im selling it for. I DON’T CARE I DON’T CARE I DON’T CARE god, so glad i can leave apartment at my own […]

was playing around on the net today and i saw this button that said “crackhore update”. wasn’t sure what it was for so i clicked on it. this little window popped up. i think im supposed to type it in. wow this site has dwindled before but this is just like a rotting corpse of a once lucrative site. if […]

ugh just lost a 4 paragraph update. i’m abridge now. temp job is ending this week or next, found out today. mostly because i’m not good enough at asp to keep around. this sucks since almost all the money i’ve made on this job will go to fixing my car….which died on the way to the interview. still can’t get […]

yeah. jesus. got that? well a few last updates before the end. i had a job interview thursday. it’s been postponed or probably cancelled thanks to the first snow in 15 years in memphis. my car was supposed to be towed thursday. this was also cancelled/postponed. fucking snow. fucking christmas. fucking jesus. glad i’m dying soon. glad he’s already dead. […]

so i was in jail all last night and most of today. long story. anyway, i learned a really important lesson about wandering around cordova while drunk. around 3am i went for a walk after drinking 3 forties. i ended up in the woods, walking near this creekbed. it’s like 15 degrees outside but for some reason this isn’t bothering […]

So a few weeks ago someone msged me on aim. This happens a lot. Since i am physically addicted to aim. He asks me a few questions about my latest posts, mostly which are about suicide and car problems. He signs off. (don’t know it’s a he, could have been a she) Last night in my unisom and vodka time […]