We workers went the bar ( By we i mean players in this circus I call life, they are interchagable think of one person many faces. Doesn't mean I don't love each one individually but right now thier names nor the presence that is brought with it need to be mentioned) I'm pretty sure a miricale happened cause I didnt get carded which was awesome. Today (and by today I mean the time in which I have been awake not the actual time.) I worked and went to me guys house and punched out a BANGER beat, hopefully to be up on the blog within a week. I'm thinking first track, believe me if your into Drum and Bass or House or Hip-Hop your gonna love it. Anyway came home to the call of hearing that SHE'S getting married, its weird, I feel as though I should say something like 'Hey, marriaige is a farce, don't do it, you were smart once! I have stem cells! Let's get your brain working again!' I'm worried more than anything, or at least the knot in my stomach tells me I am. Swallowed Worry is like a pill with no water its hard to get down. If I say something I'm instantly the bad guy. So if character is defined by what you I guess im gonna be defined by what I didn't do. Support. Is a Bitch.
Doing some other things keep myself occupied, becoming vegeitarian again, and hopefully I'll stop smoking tar into every crevice of my body. Yo its late, like i said hopefully new shit by the end of the week.
p.s. Thought you might like this
Meet me in the garden-Dent May & his Magnificent Ukele
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