jiujitsu77
07-22-2009, 06:35 AM
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gaddamn i love them monkeys!!
ok. i know i use this forums to air out personal things (mostly just to get objective feedback...plus i like what you fellas have to say..you make me laugh). it's been a wild few weeks.
for starters...well my home was robbed...WHILE I WAS IN IT. which to me is quite embarrassing.
i leave the back porch door open since i get up alot at night to let the dogs out. it's an indoor porch which has a wall directly next to my bedroom. i heard it open about 2am. the dogs were still, so i thought it was the cats rustling about. then i heard another faint noise.
i said hello. suzy as still fast asleep. the woman can sleep thru two elephants fucking in a thunderstorm.
usually...i have alot of friends or bandmates that come over at night for equipment or a place to crash since i don't like them drinking and driving. thing is...they always call first. plus i live 2 blocks from the police depot...and i have nosy ass neighbors that will call me when anything happens.
well...another noise. this time the dogs dart out of bed and into the kitchen, where the porch leads to in the house. that's it...i opened my drawer and loaded my gun.
now mind you, i have no problems with guns. i just have a big problem shooting people whom i might know.
i slowly walked through the house to the kitchen and turned on all the lights till i got there. one dog was at the back door, the other downstairs, where all the lights were on. im a light bill nazi, so i know i didn't do that. i checked the downstairs and saw nothing gone. maybe suzy left them on when she did the laundry before bed. i walked upstairs and still the same. nothing amiss (although given the state of my house right now it would have been hard to tell. i locked up everything, checked my phone and saw that noone called, and went back to bed.
noon the next day, suzy calls me and tells me 500 is missing from her purse. it was on the kitchen counter next to the porch door. half the mortgage gone. fuck beans.
someone i know? that's what i thought until the next night i talked with my hippy neighbor. he said some dudes with an out of state plate who didnt fit the description of anyone i hung out with were parked in my alley with the lights off about the same time. they stayed there for fifteen minutes until he approached them. he said he did that because they looked funny and he says he recognizes everyone i know that comes over. they said they were looking for "Hector" and then sped off.
i was pissed. he calls me about everything, and he couldn't call me about this? police said they fit the description of a few break-ins in the area. alot of good that does me. shit. how could i be so stupid? now i have to secure a fortress of solitude and work crazy hours just to make ends meet.
here is the kicker. sunday i started throwing up blood. went to the hospital. ive lost 20 pounds in the last 2 months and im not really working out. i now have a stress induced ulcer. Yay!
somebody please just post something to make me laugh or bruce li or something. damn. i wish it were the cokeheads this time.
and in closing
:khi1k:
:yociexpress04:
:yociexp33:
:11_003:
:khi6e:
gaddamn i love them monkeys!!
ok. i know i use this forums to air out personal things (mostly just to get objective feedback...plus i like what you fellas have to say..you make me laugh). it's been a wild few weeks.
for starters...well my home was robbed...WHILE I WAS IN IT. which to me is quite embarrassing.
i leave the back porch door open since i get up alot at night to let the dogs out. it's an indoor porch which has a wall directly next to my bedroom. i heard it open about 2am. the dogs were still, so i thought it was the cats rustling about. then i heard another faint noise.
i said hello. suzy as still fast asleep. the woman can sleep thru two elephants fucking in a thunderstorm.
usually...i have alot of friends or bandmates that come over at night for equipment or a place to crash since i don't like them drinking and driving. thing is...they always call first. plus i live 2 blocks from the police depot...and i have nosy ass neighbors that will call me when anything happens.
well...another noise. this time the dogs dart out of bed and into the kitchen, where the porch leads to in the house. that's it...i opened my drawer and loaded my gun.
now mind you, i have no problems with guns. i just have a big problem shooting people whom i might know.
i slowly walked through the house to the kitchen and turned on all the lights till i got there. one dog was at the back door, the other downstairs, where all the lights were on. im a light bill nazi, so i know i didn't do that. i checked the downstairs and saw nothing gone. maybe suzy left them on when she did the laundry before bed. i walked upstairs and still the same. nothing amiss (although given the state of my house right now it would have been hard to tell. i locked up everything, checked my phone and saw that noone called, and went back to bed.
noon the next day, suzy calls me and tells me 500 is missing from her purse. it was on the kitchen counter next to the porch door. half the mortgage gone. fuck beans.
someone i know? that's what i thought until the next night i talked with my hippy neighbor. he said some dudes with an out of state plate who didnt fit the description of anyone i hung out with were parked in my alley with the lights off about the same time. they stayed there for fifteen minutes until he approached them. he said he did that because they looked funny and he says he recognizes everyone i know that comes over. they said they were looking for "Hector" and then sped off.
i was pissed. he calls me about everything, and he couldn't call me about this? police said they fit the description of a few break-ins in the area. alot of good that does me. shit. how could i be so stupid? now i have to secure a fortress of solitude and work crazy hours just to make ends meet.
here is the kicker. sunday i started throwing up blood. went to the hospital. ive lost 20 pounds in the last 2 months and im not really working out. i now have a stress induced ulcer. Yay!
somebody please just post something to make me laugh or bruce li or something. damn. i wish it were the cokeheads this time.
and in closing
:khi1k:
:yociexpress04:
:yociexp33: