So yesterday when finding my new love, I decided I can’t just buy a pie alone, it needs companionship! So I decided to start crossing off items for Christmas that I needed to buy.I started with my cousin D. Just a brief backstory. D has been through a lot, at no fault of his own. He’s been tossed around from state to state, school to school and on my recent trip home in which he’s now living, I realized that he’s behind the times when it comes to his education. Simple words he cannot spell(he spelt any ane) he couldn’t do simple subtraction. He’s 14. That’s a whole other can of worms which I wont’ get into. All he does is play video games, nothing else. No chores, no homework, nothing, but I digress. For christmas though, I have a feeling everybody will be buying him video games … which is fine, I don’t blame them. I’m a video game …

I had some grand ambitions to blog a very insightful blog tonight, but after watching the Republican Debate, I really feel the need to lay into the alcohol again. Maybe even barf.I can and will too, because I just found out that you can buy ice in a bag, a big ass bag of it no less. How cool is that? Mom would be proud … but I bet that mom would have just filled up the ice cube trays and not resorted to buying frozen water.Well …. speaking of mom, I figure tomorrow I’ll do my Part Two, no better way to end NaPaBloMo in my opinion.Should be going now. G’Night All.Blogged with Flock

They say a drunk mans words are a sober mans thoughts. I’m not so sure … I think I claimed to love ub40 last night, which I do like a few of their songs, but far from “love”. It’s was weird re-reading that, because I don’t remember posting it, but I do somewhat remember screaming the lyrics to “Red Red Wine” and thinking to myself that I think my neighbors would probably hate me.Yesterday was just one of those days where I thought I could handle it, but by days end, it was just too much for me. I’m pretty sure that anything I came into contact with broke or became unstable. Things didn’t work for me at work, my car battery died so I was late, I forgot my phone at home. Reality sunk in for a little too long, It was just one of those days.One of those days where one drink turned into two, then three, …

I`d have thoughtThat with timeThoughts of herWould leave my headI was wrongAnd I findJust one thing makes me forgetbad day. car broke, battery died again, had to replace it … pretty shitty if I say so me self. what a shitty day. shitty indeedoey. I can’t think. Can’t type … I should be in bed know.I really hope this bottle of wine makes me forget …my neighbors are tired of me shouting and singing id imagine.fuck ‘em. I need a stogy … yes a stogy would be nice. very nice. indeed.“Don`t let me be aloneIt`s tearin` apartMy blue, blue heart”Don`t let me be aloneIt`s tearin` apartMy blue, blue heart”lolerskates. halarious photo. trip to NY my el’birthplace. haha. me, pleading my inoscents … rofl, I didn’t dos hit here. promise.“ Red, red wineGoes to my headMakes me forget that IStill need her so”I <3 ub40. Yes, yes I do … i posted some new photos to my account.just one thing makes me …

It’s love at first sight, I saw her turn right I saw her heading right for the aisle with ripened apples I stole a glance as she sorted through her bag but she caught me Come on, stop being such a pussy . . . Music Mondays.We’ll see how how long this lasts for, but I figure I need some consistency and structure in my life. Most people do Fridays Feast, I started Thursdays Thought however nobody really answered my question: Isn’t a boneless chicken wing just a chicken nugget?So, I figure, given the lack of participation, and now that I’m back to blogging for therapeutic rather than theatrical reasons I’ll post about something that I really do love. Something that keeps me motivated, makes me realize I’m not alone, a good way to past time and something I’m not sure I could live without.Music.So here it is. To the start of Music Mondays.Single File ~ “The …

This past weekend was very cool. I spent alot of good quality time with my parents. Me and my mom went through a ton of photos, me and my pops reminisced about the good old days of “The Beast”, Clovis, life … all that good stuff.On my last night home, we put in one of the greatest cd’s ever. George Thorogood’s Greatest Hits: 30 years of rock, and we rocked out. This is me and my dads song, makes us laugh. When all my hair fell out for chemo and my head was as bald as Mr. Clean, he started to sing this song and it’s stuck ever since. So we sang out loud, and as the part, “oh my god” would come on we’d shout it out, afterwards we laughed our asses off with the Japanese Human Tetris.Great song. Great memories. Great vacation.      HAHA, ok, well I’m out, I’ll post more later and know that my “skipped” days were …

Shout and scream my friends, connect with me and we’ll pretendthis night will never end (wo oh) this night will never end.Just let go you’ll see together we’ll do anythingthis night will never end wo oh this night will never end.  If a picture is worth a thousand words, then my flickr account could write a lengthy book, and probably a couple more. What’s scary and unknown to me is what my book would portray. Would it be a romance novel, action adventure, drama or a horror, a comedy even? Would it be a best seller? Meh, to most not really, but to family and friends I could see how it could fit the bill of toilet material.The latest chapter of my life would be a very succesful holiday/mini vacation. Of course it’s not over yet, but getting there. Before I know it, I’ll be on my way back to Denver. Like I usually do, I’ll go home a changed individual. …

Hey girl you know you drive me crazy One look puts the rhythm in my hand. Still I’ll never understand why you hang around I see what’s going down. Cover up with make up in the mirror Tell yourself it’s never gonna happen again You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.Great song. Reminds of my neighbor and her boyfriend that beats the holy hell out of herAnyways …Mom is snoring. Dad is snoring.To say that it was a great Thanksgiving would be an understatement.Blogged with Flock

So please believe that I am shy in my defeat. you know, I’ll say that i’ve been fine, but no, i’m lying through my Teeth. I need a spark, I need a fire, I need confetti from The sky, I need you here, tonight, these broken ribs are Biting me inside.It’s pretty cold outside. I know this because the cold cut through my cheesy windbreaker that the local news station told me I would need to get through the day.Liars.Its suppose to snow tomorrow, which I’m keeping an eye on. Normally I wouldn’t care but at 5 in the morning(yes, /ugh, in the AM) I’ll be driving home to Texas for Turkey Day. Last time I drove to Texas for turkey day, I was driving back into Denver with over 3 foot of snow. It was crazy to say the least.For a change I’m actually looking forward to my 10 hour drive. I have had a hard time going …

“Now, I’m gonna go out, and I’m gonna get the world by the tail, and wrap it around and put it in my pocket!!” Well, I’m here to tell you that you’re probably gonna find out, as you go out there, that you’re not gonna amount to Jack Squat!!” You’re gonna end up eating a steady diet of government cheese, and living in a van down by the river!Now, young man, what do you want to do with your life?(I’m a wee bit intoxicated. By wee bit, well hell, that’s an understatement.)A swift kick in the butt, good advice, a motivational speaker or even a good laugh. Things that I need to cope with life from time to time and things I need to get me back on the right track in life. What’s weird is it’s all usually always ends up comes from myself. Whether it’s me taking my own advice, me giving myself the “You can do anything” …