:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 10.15.2002 ::

Alright, well, I guess the Royal "We" is back on the right track again. I'm busting nuts like nobody's businees... so much so, that I didn't even have time to turn on my computer until about 8 o'clock tonight. Which prevented me from saying these things earlier:

Happy mother of all birthdays to this crazy cat. I hope you enjoyed the first two and one-fifth decades of your life.

And: I'm sorry he can't see them in this.

And: I'm sorry he can't go see him but maybe he can come see this.

Back to being busy and taking care of the business at hand.

Here is the new mentality, the song that has been running through my head, driving me to recreate what I once was:

"So fuck y'all, all y'all, if you don't like me, blow me. Y'all gonna keep fuckin around with me, gonna turn me back to the old me..."

:: Freddy F. at 9:52 PM [+] ::