so you ran into a spade of bad luck what do you do?

for me at least, i'll put bazooka on the stereo and just zone out for the rest of the day. it might be a good idea to just stay home and not go out at all. especially when you're feeling like that lit song 'my own worst enemy'. i'm sorry, boys. sorry to hear that you guys got axed yet again.

i was right. after reading the manson family story, I COULDN'T SLEEP WELL LAST NIGHT! i dreamt of them. well, at least some members of the Family, not charlie though. dreamt i was at some old abandoned hospital and THEY converted it to some kind of a commune. ok i don't wanna talk about it. it's too gory fo words.

so null went to a prom last night. this morning, without his royal highness permission, i scan thru the photos stored in his cam. and i must say, i'm glad i forced the blazer-wearing onto him. he looks like a motherfucking rudeboy gate-crashing a social event (null, where's yo 'un, boy?). but he looked sharp all the same. jane was real pretty in her new 'do and dress. i guess the kids had fun. i had fun myself last night. me and lurp wandered around the marina square area, plopped our asses at some bistro and knocked back a coupla 40s. haha, no lar. some greek booze or something. laughing ourselves silly and singing a bad (REAL BAD) rendition to that trisha yearwood song.