It's Raining

....its pouring , the old man is snoring, he went to bed, and didn't get head, and won't get wood in the morning.

Or so it goes. Slow day. I should sleep in a bit. Tempting, but wahey.

Small video up on myspace.

dead tired. gah gah gah




hey green eyes - i think you're hot.

1 : Post Exodus

Moved on. A while ago, really. I just wasn't arsed enough to blog about it. Anyways , the time has come to start a new chapter. Some things haven't changed at all - I still hate Moscow- and some things have - I shred , or try to .

Laziness is an evil. I am lazy. Therefore, according to that premise , I am evil. Maybe.

I suppose it's obvious I'm struggling for something to write about. I am. So without further ado, I'll stop writing. It's 530 am, I'm going to work on shredding, and hopefully some work too. Oh yeah, there's usually something hidden in my posts. Spot it.






Green eyes, you are a my strength, you are my joy, you are my grief, you are my lust. You are everything.