bag handlers

the minneapolis or detroit or philadelphia baggage handlers can suck my nuts. those faggots stole my cheese. i went to di bruno brothers and bought a bunch of nice cheeses for myself to enjoy and now i no longer have them.

i really hate "security". people shouldn't give up their rights, so all they can do is be fucked with by everyone. security level orange, does that mean take all the fucking cheese you can stuff your fat fucking face with, because your a piece of shit and will probably handle luggage the rest of your life.

i think i'm going to blame philadelphia for this one. man i haven't checked any baggage the last four times i've flown and christ those fucking inconsiderate niggers (don't worry black people this isn't directed towards just you, i hate everyone, your not that special).

my mom always thought me "if it is not yours, don't touch it." pretty easy rule, that some people cannot seem to follow.

fire

the friday night weekend kick off was kind of a dud. went over to andy's expecting to go out to see terry mullan, but everyone was feeling lazy so we never went. we did watch this video, i think i've seen it before, but i'm making note of it now. tonight is supposed to be this formal party so we'll see how this goes. o the video is ferry corsten - fire.

to megan

well i've been "dating" this girl for the last couple weeks, and it was going great or so i thought, hehe. she was a very cool girl. our first date was bowling.

... i just walked to the store to great a dobse and had a million things on my mind and now that i'm at this computer my mind went blank.

oops... friends came over. time to drink. to be continue if motivation exists...