I woke up late. That was bad. I wanted to be into work (can I really call it that) early today. That didn't happen. All was not lost however. I managed to get my resume to where it had to go anyway. I was feeling good about that. I carried this good feeling to my local car audio shop (AJ'S CAR AUDIO II). This used to be a comfort zone of mine. But now Mark works there and things aren't the same. Remind me to blog about that at another time.

When I got to the spot, I saw my ex-girlfriend's car there. It's a bit odd seeing it as I spent so much time in it, and it's identical to the car I currently drive. Hers has extensive modifications to it, mine doesn't. Mine works, hers doesn't. Ce La Vie! After discussing what could and might happen to her car I left to go to see my brother. I thought this was going to be bad, as he had a computer problem I needed to look at. It turned out to be simple. Not only that, but I spoke briefly with My Angel. Things couldn't get any better.

Well at least that's what I thought. Before I left his house, I logged into the 'Stream' to see the goings on. And to my suprise, what did I see? I saw Adam's blog. Are you kidding me? Could this actually be all about me? No shit? Forget about it! Your boy has been on super premium unleaded for the rest of the day! You could slap my mama and I couldn't even get mad. I felt that good. It's going to take several days before my ego gets anywhere near approachable levels.

Adam, once again, you are the shit! You (if you're reading this) are the reason I came back to Blogstrea after I left for a while. And you shall be the reason I stay at Blogstream. As long as you are here I shall too remain. For someone I've never met, and may never meet, you are the best friend I could ever have. By the way, I got that thing in my e-mail! I'll be using it soon.

MINORS SHOULD STOP READING HERE!

In totally related events: Still being gassed up, I gave my significant other the dick tonight. I have to say it was good. You know it's good when YOU know it's good! And not only did I know it was good, so did she. I did something I don't usually do. I asked the question. You know the one. 'Who's pussy is it?' Oh yeah, I went there. Not only did she say it was mine, she said it the right way. It's easy to say 'it's yours'. That's not good enough. Not for the way I was giving it to her. I swear to GOD, none of the knights of the roundtable could weild a sword the way I was weilding this dick! HOLLA!!!!! I was beating it up like it was some guy who tried to sell a Muslim a pork-chop sandwich! And she knew it! She said it. She said, 'it's your pussy'! Who's pussy? It's your pussy! That's what I'm talking about!

And the knot in my back was well worth the pain when I saw the look on her sleeping face. My back hurts. My ribs hurt if I cough. I have one hellacious leg spasm, and I don't care. Why? Because as I look over at her unconcious ass, I can say to myself, "I did that!" It is such a feeling of accomplishment. I bet the whole block needs a cigarette. But not me. Give me some Ben-Gay! I'm too young to hurt like this. But I'm willing to hurt again! And I'm sure I will!

Oh well, it's officially stupid o'clock in the morning, so I have to leave you all. But not for long. I'll be back as soon as I can sit up straight!

That'a all for now. I'll post something normal later in the day. Peace out to my new friend MindPower. And to Yuna, wow! That's all I got. I know she's probably married or something, but who thinks me and SpringMoon should get together? Is it really possible to be that beautiful? Dayum!

I'm out this bitch!

Big 'Burninator' Shane