Thousands of my potential children died on your daughters face last night.

Good morning. I am about to head to work. This is the last day of working 11 days straight. Fuck yes. Going to be a good weekend. Jon is coming up. Meeting up with him tonight. I have to buy him a birthday shot and what not. I am pretty excited about the whole thing. I am just excited to be able to stay up late, get fucked up and not have to be up at a certain time. Though I have a funny feeling, because I party hard on days off, that I will be going into work more tired then I left. But it is a viscious cycle I am getting used to. A perpetual state of exhaustion. I am guessing as I get older I will probably start doing this less and less. But so far this hasn't happened. Wednesday after work, I went downtown because they were having a movie night. We were watching Visitor Q. What an absolutely fucked up movie. It is Japanese. We all know how fucked their cinema can be. Anyway the scene starts off with this guy preparing to sleep with this girl. She is telling him how much it costs etc.

So you figure it is just a prostitute. But after the scene you figure out it was the girls father which is why he was saying it was wrong. You just figured at first he thought it was wrong because he was sleeping with a prosititute. It is basically about a really fucked up family. The twelve year old son beats his mother all the time with a rug beater. His mom also whores herself out. There is this crazy lactation scene. Where a guy is just playing with her nipples and squirting milk. She gets off on that shit. There is also a scene where a guy chokes the reporter to death then starts fucking her dead body. But rigamortis sets in and he gets stuck inside her. So he gets his wife to get a bunch of oils from the store and he sets in the bath tub with the girl stuck to him still trying to get out. But it doesn't work. So his wife shoots him full of heroine to relax him and it works and he gets the dead girl off of his cock.

Now some of it at the end skipped. But Nicole filled us in on what we missed. Apperently there is this scene where the son of the woman who lactates is doing snow angels in her lactation and such. There is also this one fucked up scene where the father of this kid watches his son get beat up and abused by school kids and pissed on. He just video tapes it. It is weird to see this kid abused, because at home he is a tough guy who beats his mom with the rug beater. Hell he would beat her if commercials came on the T.V. It was an incredibly messed up film. I quite enjoyed it. It was me, Nicole, Dave, Mike, Hoffman, and Jimmy who spent the night together watching this movie. We also all got pretty drunk. Dave had some salvia which I hadn't smoked in quite some time. It fucked me right the fuck up.

I got so rediculously high. Some politician or some shit on T.V. turned into a bright red gumbo and I could barely formulate sentences. The high of salvia only lasts a few minutes though. But it is incredibly intense. We were up really late so it was brutal getting up early to go to work the next morning. I am still really tired from that. But I will catch some shut eye on the Go Bus today if I am lucky. Fucking 300 opens today!! It is going to be a great movie. I am getting Jimmy to pick me up some acid. I want to see it in the Imax on acid. That would be intesne as all fuck. I was really happy when I heard it was playing in the Imax. My back is a little sore this morning. There is also some very unexpected and unbelievable shit happening to me right now. I don't really want to get into it because people thrive on drama and I would rather they thrive on someone elses. Not mine. But it has kept me a little stressed.

OK, a lot stressed. Haha just to quelch everyones questions about whether it has to do with a girl or not the answer is no. Fuck drama surrounding the opposite sex even more than anything. This is something I don't think anyone could avoid feeling in my circumstance right now. I am trying to emotionally teach myself to not dwell on negative shit no matter how huge it is. If you bring everyone else into it, it is hard to not focus on. When you focus on something you can do nothing about, it is just a constant pointless energy drain. People may say you need your friends in rough times. It is true. You do. But my friends will be there whether they know everything or not. So it isn't like I am more alone when I don't share every aspect of my life. Fuck drama. Fuck you all who are drawn to it like moths to a flame. Maybe I need to go to church and get Some Jesus. Ha! Alright I was obviously joking. So this is the last time you will hear from me for a couple days. Thank you faithful readers for your time. I know reading my blog takes up enough of it if you read it all the time. I am long winded. But I always have a lot on my mind which makes me generally have a lot to say. Cheers!