new name/ drug deals/ road trips/ tattoo
ok, so ive been thinking a lot. about stuff. You know. anyway, I think the title (to kill a meerkat) is a little dated. I want to change it to this:
Stevie does it.
input?
anybody?
I had a fun night. I worked, but since my job rules, one of my responsibilities tonight was to take my car and pick up the resident-in-house drug-dealer and bring him back to the restaurant. Oh, yeah, on the way, we stopped to do a quick drug deal. Guess what im an accessory to?
i dont know either. but we'll find out when the D.A comes knocking.
oh, and my payment for picking up this fellow?
a big bottle of whiskey. I love my job.
I think im gonna travel more miles this month than ive ever travelled before. Im going to california, by way of houston, and im thinking i might make a stop off in waco just for kicks at the end of this week. thats a lot of gas. sorry planet. Im looking forward to it, but my initial plan of making it to california solely on pocket change looks less and less feasible.
since i promised someone i had to buy a hooker in the nevada desert. just for laffs.
I also have a big plan for getting a tattoo. Now, ive promised this in the past, but ive been way too chicken to get a tattoo of a bee on my ass crack. I finally came up with something good, that is classy, and meaningful, and probably i wont regret it in two weeks time. we'll see. the time-table for this is very near though, ill keep you posted.
thats all for now.
just to give you something to look forward to, on the passing of the 50th posting on this, There will be a guest writer to write about my actual rock-bottom, lowest experience ever. this will be juicy. keep your eyes peeled.
goodnight suckas;
steve
Stevie does it.
input?
anybody?
I had a fun night. I worked, but since my job rules, one of my responsibilities tonight was to take my car and pick up the resident-in-house drug-dealer and bring him back to the restaurant. Oh, yeah, on the way, we stopped to do a quick drug deal. Guess what im an accessory to?
i dont know either. but we'll find out when the D.A comes knocking.
oh, and my payment for picking up this fellow?
a big bottle of whiskey. I love my job.
I think im gonna travel more miles this month than ive ever travelled before. Im going to california, by way of houston, and im thinking i might make a stop off in waco just for kicks at the end of this week. thats a lot of gas. sorry planet. Im looking forward to it, but my initial plan of making it to california solely on pocket change looks less and less feasible.
since i promised someone i had to buy a hooker in the nevada desert. just for laffs.
I also have a big plan for getting a tattoo. Now, ive promised this in the past, but ive been way too chicken to get a tattoo of a bee on my ass crack. I finally came up with something good, that is classy, and meaningful, and probably i wont regret it in two weeks time. we'll see. the time-table for this is very near though, ill keep you posted.
thats all for now.
just to give you something to look forward to, on the passing of the 50th posting on this, There will be a guest writer to write about my actual rock-bottom, lowest experience ever. this will be juicy. keep your eyes peeled.
goodnight suckas;
steve
4 Comments:
but steve....last i checked, you don't do it.
I'm looking forward to rehearing the story of you hitting rock bottom.
mike and i convinced bayles that we got matching tattoos.
bam.
oops. that was me.
...thanks jaz, never could of figured that one out...
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