Only Killers Call Killing Progress: Be obscene, baby.

Fall on me, black helicopter....

Be obscene, baby.

Published June 16, 2005 by Lexy | E-mail this post

So, We had a Tsunami warning two nights ago and I didn't even know until the day after when the posting was taken down. Apparently the only part of BC that passed this alert test was Tofino. The Island failed. There were people all over the beaches partying and stuff. Yah. No good. No good at all.
Today is payday. I don't expect that I'll get much.. but something is fine with me.
I have to do a bunch of insurance papers.
Which sucks.
But you know, I deal.

I can tell I'm nervous. I'm sucking my pen. Talking to George... About to feel a nice bomb hit. I can tell.. My hands are sweaty. I'm shakey.... Its no good. No good at all. *sigh* Here goes.

yah.
Exactly what I thought. He gave me another girls cigarettes. :O
You'll never get away from the sound of the The woman that loves you.
This shit is harder than I thought it would be.

Oh well. What can you do?
They say that breaking up is hard to do.. now I know, I know that its true...
Gwen makes me feel good. Good Gwen. Good.
I walked around my good intentions and found that there were none. I blame my father for the wasted years we hardly talked....

Sunday is Fathers Day. Shoot me in the head.