I Mother Fucking Did It...

I cut my hair short! (Pictures as soon as a get to a real computer!)

WOW

Black sand from the black sand beach Punaluu, The Big Island, Hawaii

That's not my hand, by the way. But I would LOVE to rock the masculinity. Anywho... When was the last time you went to a black sand beach? The last time I went to one was when I lived in Hawaii more than 7 years ago. I was searching for all these pictures on Google Images for black sand beaches in Hawaii (since my dumb ass never took pictures whilst my stay there), yet all these pictures never caught the awesomeness of black sand beaches.
The first time I saw a black sand beach, I couldn't believe how magnificent it was... so much shine! Ok so I don't feel like writing about that anymore.

So the reason I was writing about Hawaii is because I'm going back there soon enough I just have to set a date. I'm freaking excited because I get to see my beloved Grace again! WOOT! On top of Hawaii, I'm also headed for Germany, Austria, and Switzerland this July and I'll end up spending my birthday overseas. YAY! 2009 is a great year.

I'm really nervous about a court appearance I have to make by February 5 for an undisclosed reason. BOOOOOOO. HEY! I had the most random thought right now...
There's all these weird, pointless days on the calendar like Arbor Day and Secretaries' Day. What if there was a Worldwide Fart Day? Oh my gosh that would be so awesome. I'd have to look it up. Then the whole world would fart at exactly the same time (fuck that time difference), and it would be so fucking stinky! AHAHAHAHHAHA Ok good day!

Another Thought Today...

I guess thoughts and random things will be so much easier to post, now that I have a blogger at my fingertips at any given time! And it's a frequent with me since I spend around 3 to 5 sessions of at least 5 minutes each in the bathroom everyday taking shit since my digestive system is healthy as fuck. Anywho, don't you just wish that you can get away from all the bad things you've done? I do. Right now, I feel like I'm trapped in a corner and all the bad things I've done are attacking me over and over. It's so depressing sometimes when I live my life so positively and with a good attitude then I get stabbed in the back by my own stupidity. Right now, I'm just relying on the Holy Spirit to just, kick me in the head and get me to stop being retarded.

Create in me a clean heart, o God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. - Psalm 51:10

Title ( Only because I can't think of a title right this moment.)

I'm a pretty happy camper. The landlord of the center for the Cerritos Crepes just brought our rent down 300 buckaroonies. Woot! So I'm totally taking a dump right now since it's my most favorite thing to do. After I finish this splendor of nature, I will have to clean myself, which brings to the table a very sensitive subject: shit on the hand. I'm not going to lie... there are times I accidentally get a smudge of shit on my hand. It might be because sometimes I underestimate the amount of area I need to cover with TP, or sometimes during the wipe the TP tears and it ends up being the finger wiping old glory clean. Either way, there are times that one just can't help but wonder what a grandeur smell was made....

Just Checking

I'm actually using this as a test-post, as I am using my G1 phone's blogger application to see how it works.

Back to Blogger.

The Carlyle- New York


I guess it's just so much easier to blog here than on MySpace, especially seeing that I'm getting sick of online social communities. Also, it's easy to be on Blogger since I do everything with Google. I'm thinking of archiving all my old MySpace posts onto blogger as well. Well, I have class in six hours. I should hit the hay.