Pirate life often like drums of war,
booming resistance against waves,
no stealth strikes. Fucking big white flag.
A gigantic vessel, not transparent,
sailing without class five armor
barriers. Dampend myst summons
a cloak of disguise. Raised
crossbone emblems on blue cloth
gives an advantage of translucention.
Indigo dye infuses with
the planks of it's structure.
I am the new aged swashbuckler.
Your canons cannot find
what does not exist. Fire!
Since it is MLK day, is it reasonable that ebony should replace the usual late night entertainment of two girls (without a cup) or would that be like giving the black student of the year award to a white kid?
NEW!!
I listend to Dashboard Confessional for the first time in like................................I don't even know. I think that the 4 song EP "So Impossible" is probably the greatest (non-live) "Emo" cd of all time mostly because I love the story that is told and the fact that each of the 4 songs represents a different stage of relationships, the getting noticed, the asking on a date, the getting ready for said date and then actually going on it and having HANDS DOWN the greatest day ever. Listening to stuff like that reminds me of who I used to be when I had morals. I think I need to rediscover my morals. Or completely cut ties with them, because some of my "struggles" are probably the results of said internal "struggles". Such a vicious circle.
I'm never too sure of how much information to put on these blogs because you never know who is reading them, especially since commenting is at an all time low (You fucks). But in order for me to make my full statement, I have to divulge information that some might not appreciate or want to know or could make my mom cry. Like doing 3 girls in 2 months and finding cum rags that belonged to each of the three under your bed, or finding heroin needles under a box of cinimon toast crunch, or home made abortion kits, or giving people STD's knowing that you have one and WANTING to give them to people, or...well, you get the idea. Not that any of those are my situation, but if they were, would that be ok to discuss in a blog that everyone can read?
Anyway, back to my point. Which was that there is no way that the Giants are in the Super Bowl...no way...Did Jeff Garcia transmit his AIDS to Eli or something? Now I have no idea who is going to win the super bowl just because of the AIDS factor. That is something even the Vegas oddsmakers will have a hard time with. The line is 14 points. 14 points spread due to AIDS. Who wants to bet?
I don't have much to say other then Text Messaging is retarded and Chris Paul is the man. And Tommy is kinda right, 5 games was way too low, 8 games is more correct. And my Mom after having Brain surgery is fine, which is good. She doesn't like pain killers. Not to say I do, but they do help me sleep. I got a Husker throw blanket, a ruben sandwich and some cash so far, hopefully I will get some fine hunnies later.
Pretty much just did this for the title, but after typing that b.s. above me, I think someone at some point may have beaten me to it.
Love, Rob