glassy eyes and i can see through you.

last night i sat by the pool most of the evening with mike, rick and his son from pheonix. this is funny to me cus rick is like a hard core ex con. like, no manslaughter felonies but he definitely has some felonies and the only reason hes in sv is cus him and has girl are trying to escape the meth and start over. chances are they are on the lam anyways. thats not even the funny part the funny thing about it all is that i trust rick a lot more than i trust the GM financier dan who is always coked out or joe who talks shit about every girl he fucks in the apartment complex i think the reason behind all that is because rick shoots straight from the hip and is forthcoming with the information. plus, he doesnt literally spit in peoples faces. that's a deal breaker for me.

we drank and smoked the night away. we ran out of beer and so we drank parrot bay with kool aid. i shared my cigarettes. rick walked into the pool with his shoes on three times. christianna got mad and snatched up all the food from the table and took it their apartment. SHE TOOK THE FUCKING FOOD TO THE FUCKING KITCHEN!
jeff came out and everybody laughed at him for trying to eat a tamale with the corn husk still attached last weekend. he's from alaska what can you expect.


my twenty second birthday is in like eighteen days. id rather stay twenty one but i guess i have no say in the matter. i have been really lazy today so maybe i will put some clothes on and go get starbucks or something.  thank god its labor day tomorrow cus i have no desire to work. 


OH and turns out it was jlb's retarded gf who was texting and calling me yesterday like a psycho ass. then jlb proceeded to get pissed at me for some irrelevant ass shit. what is wrong with me and why do i put up with people?