cole

hey. ever tried to intergrate yourself back into society, try to do well for yourself for once and just end up getting a swift kick to the balls? figurativly speaking of course, i don't have balls although sometimes i wish i did. might be a good thing that i don't otherwise i may tea-bag all you mother fuckers. anywho. i returned to van from montreal and had a place to stay for a while which was nice. tryed to get my shit together in the mean time and the shit would not group. so in other words i wasted good beer drinking time. i am currently travelling across the country. i still haven't seen the east coast. but other than that i really have no ajenda. my favorite things in life are morning hair, watching froot-booters bail, eating chocolate pudding off my finger, beer and bitches, and when people shave their cats like poodles, trust me this happens more than you realize. i had a dog once, but he left me for some other bitch. maybe because my leg wouldn't put out. i haven't heard from him since... i wonder if he still thinks about me? i once had a very happy family... and now my consept of family has changed, but it is happier than it has been in years. my soal mate is my long board, but we have also parted ways, only temporarly. i know it's sort of fucked to be in love with an object, but i think we have the healthiest relationship i know of. i must be going now. because if i had a nickle for every damn dime, i'd have half the time, do you mind?