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It's Friday

It's Friday and I'm breaking up with the girl. BM's advice is getting to me. Plus the fact that she blew me off to be with her boyfriend. How dare she! So I'm going to make an unscheduled visit at dinner Saturday and shit all over her day. Sorry dude boyfriend, but she's a slut that needs to be stopped. So either two things will happen: 1) He'll kick my ass for sleeping with his girlfriend 2) He'll do the opposite. He looks kind of strong from a distance so I'm going for option number 2.

It's A Cold World

I just stood there watching as my friend stabbed him 13 times and I did nothing. Then when he started to behead him, I felt sick to my stomach. The sound of the bones cracking as he slid the hacksaw back and forth against his bleeding neck was more than I could take. I wondered to myself, "How far is he willing to go to hide the murder?" I eventually came back to my senses when I was helping my friend clean up the blood and drag his dead lifeless body in the middle of nowhere. Burning the fingers and the toes to make sure the body can't be identified was when I realized their was no coming back from this. Then he decided to just torch the entire body. As the body burned in the crisp early morning hours of 3, my "buddy" threw the head into the river in hopes that it would never be found again.

A little ad lib but somewhat of a version of a thrill kill of Jean Pierre Orlewicz as told by Alexander Letkemann. The trial is fucking crazy!

Smell

I want to smell like a beach or a new car. A smell that you can't seem to get rid of kind of like b.o.

Thin Ice

I found the girl of my dreams (again) but she is taken (again). I'm the guy that I hate seeing or in this case, not seeing with my girlfriend. This relationship already feels like we're walking on thin ice. Trying to keep it secret and on the down low is tough but extremely hot.

Harlet

Have you ever done something that you know you shouldn't be doing? Something that you and somebody else feels is right but you both know it's wrong?

Fuck Unhappiness

Unloved & Unhappiness

One of our members from our group committed suicide last weekend. Her sister told one of her friends in the group and she told a few people. I eventually heard it from somebody yesterday. I really didn't talk to her much but I thought she was making progress. All it takes is one thing to push you over the edge. Makes you kind of wonder if a suicide support group can't help you then what can? This makes things much worse now. I really didn't need the news this weekend.

Slasher Fridays - {Bootleg}

I don't know. We are watching a movie with no title and no cover art no nothing. It looks too real to be fake but too real to be real. It's unimaginable horror. I took a sneak peek today. It has no opening credits and the sound is weird. Its definetly something you shouldn't watch by yourself. If I'm disturbed it must be good.

Pre April Fools!

No point in pranking people on April Fools Day. Thats why you have to get them the day before, and thats when my brother comes in. First I was worried he had something planned for me so I was on guard. I feared that he would be inside my apartment waiting for me when I got home. I would've hit him with a bat if I had to, but luckily he was right where I wanted him to be. Since he was recently arrested I wanted to play a little prank involving cops. It was kind of hard to get some people to go along with it. I wanted his caveman ex girlfriend to be in on it but she changed her number (typical for many of our ex's), so I wasn't able to get her. I had to call a friend of a friend of a friend of his to get this prank going. So yada yada, a couple of guys showed up at my brother's place in uniforms to arrest him. He was already tipped off about it so it failed but he called me to congratulate me on trying. I know he's going to read this and I know that he's probably going to do something fucked up maybe tomorrow, maybe next week and maybe even months from now but I know he has something planned.

So on to my friends. This year is going to be unforgettable. I just finished putting the finishing touches on it. The fumes are getting to me so I'm going to have to crack a window.

My Penis

I rather say penis instead of dick because saying penis to somebody makes them feel more insulted than being called a dick. But I digress. I don't know if you girls name your vaginas, but we name our cock. I say vagina because it sounds dirtier. But I digress. I for one name my cock and balls separately. My left nut I call "Nutter" and my right nut I call "Butter". Please tell me when this post starts going too far. And in between Nutter Butter we have Mufasa. I got the name after watching Lion King one day. I named it as a kid and it stuck with me. I could only imagine what Mufasa was capable of when he grew. The fun times Mufasa and I had together.

Last night was a long night and you how I roll, a bottle of Crown Royal with a side of PCP. I'm starting to think I really have a problem with drinking. You can squeeze the booze out of my liver to make an irishmen drunk. I think I still have a hangover. I'm a little dizzy and everything is around me is a little blurry. It's like I'm drunk on the inside but very sober on the outside. Don't ask me the science behind that. My eyes are on fire!

I think my friends are a bad influence on me. I know I fucked their lives up. Let me tell you how fucked up we are. For one of our friends we hired a prostitute blind date. We of course got her tested so she was clean but it didn't last. She was high class, like 40 bucks or something. That's just the beginning of the fucked up things we do to each other. Oh so many trips to the hospital.

I'll try to get to everybodies blog before I pass out. Is everybodies a word? Or is it everybody's or everybodyies or ya'll or yallies?

Slasher Fridays - The Deaths of Ian Stone

This movie is about a guy that keeps getting killed and waking back up in a new life over and over again and he must find a way to stop it. The only problem is that their are creatures that are doing it and he only remembers a little of whats happening each time. I'm a fan of the After Dark movies so this one looks good.

Update

I was posting on Shel's blog about my ex girlfriend. You know the one I broke up with because she didn't drink because she was a recovering alcoholic. Ever since that night I broke up with her I've never heard from her. Yeah, I wouldn't call me back either. I would call her back but I threw her number out and I was hoping that she would call me back so I can at least have her # in my phone.

I haven't seen her at the Alcoholics Anonymous meeting next door to my meetings. It would be crazy if I drove her back to drinking. If she has picked up drinking again now then maybe we should hang out again. I bet she'd make a cool drunk. She just wasn't fun sober. She needed to loosen up a bit.

Strangers Candy Cane

Do you remember when your parents always told you never to take candy from strangers? I as a kid never saw the problem in that. Everybody always said that they would take me and I always wondered if they would take to the park or something cool like that. They never told me what they did so I was always kind of curious. Of course as I grew older I realized what they would do to me. I always took candy from strangers. Their was a janitor that always gave me candy at school. One time he even told me to come inside the janitor closet to get it with him. I wonder if he was a pedophile? I don't remember being touched. One time I was walking down the street and this guy in this car offered me some candy. Knowing how I love candy, I went to the car and got the candy. It never dawned on me on why they were giving just this random kid some candy. I always wonder if something happened and I just suppressed it all to the back of the mind to forget about it. If so, it's working. Wouldn't want to remember that. I suppressed a lot of things but something like that I would never forget no matter how hard I tried.

My mom called me and told me how I never was afraid of strangers which started this whole memory thing. Then I told her these two things that I remembered and she was a bit shocked. I assured her that I don't remember anything bad happening to me. But the memories are starting to come back so I'll have to get back to her on that. If something did happened that might explain my "I don't have a problem with drinking!!!!" behavior.

I really don't want to think about it now. But I can't. I've been thinking about ever since she called me but I'm 100% sure nothing happened to me. Kids take candy from strangers all the time.

I'm going to go ahead and write another post now to cheer up the blog a bit.

What I Learned How To Do This Easter

I learned how to throw up voluntarily without drinking any alcohol. I spent my Easter Sunday watching Sister Act. Today I'm not really in the mood for much. It's a really somber day.