blah, i'm bored.

Blah, blah, blah...bored, bored bored.

To all you jerks out there who thought i was joking when I said there was a documentary about me coming out, check it

www.filmforce.ign.com

Bitches, and the movie will be online at unflinchingtriumph.com on the 30th of May.

double bitches.

Yesterday I bought my cousin a hamster because his old one died.

It was his birthday. My aunt told me specifically not to buy him another one because she hates the way they smell, but I'm a nice guy and thought my cousin needed a new pet.

But my aunt is right, those things do smell aweful.

Opps, sorry Mike Biby, you don't suck...oh wait, yes you do.

Well, the Queens are about to loose in the playoffs, again.

Again. Again. Again.

for the eight hundreth year in a row. This team is born to lose, born to underachive. Born to fall apart.

I don't want to be a Kings fan anymore. Anymore, ever, ever never ever again. I hate this. I hate being a Kings fan.

Mike Bibby you suck.

Kevin Martin you suck too.

Kenny Thomas, yep you suck too.

Brad Miller you guessed it, yeah you suck.

Ron Artest, actually you don't suck because you scare the ever living hell out of me. Ron Artest, your cool, your great, I love you.

Here's to next year, you bastards.

Yesterday, I had to put my dog to sleep. She just got too sick, there was nothing they could do for her anymore.

I hope she'll go to puppy heaven.

The gf cried. Which suprised me because she hated that dog.

R.I.P. woof woof

I'm so sick of this rain. Every fucking day it rains.

It's making me pissed, which I know is about the stupidest thing in the entire world considering I have absolutely no control over it, but I can't help myself.

Actually the rain doesn't really get me pissed, but it puts me in a bad mood and then all the sudden the everything seems to go wrong for the rest of the day...then I get pissed. The other day I almost broke my hand punching a goddamn wall becuase I couldn't get that stupid plastic thing off the top of a DVD the gf just bought. (On a side note, the movie "Elizabethtown", may go down as the worst purhase in the gf's life and she's bought some dumb shit. Apparently it was only $9.99 at Wal Mart, well there's a reason it's so cheap...IT FUCKINGS SUCKS SOMETHING AWEFUL).

I hope it stops raining soon.

That's the last time I bet on UCLA for anything.

Those pudwanks just cost me $250. Worthless. What the hell was that.

Son of a bitch.

So after finally getting my drivers license on the third try - whoah thank god or else I would have had to wait another year to get it - I also got a new ride.

Of course I'm going to bash the ever living hell out of it in the up coming Contra Costa demolition derby in July.

But none-the-less it is a sweet ride. Let me try and describe to you the gentle beauty of this car.

It's a beautiful brown Olsmobile station wagon. Because I'm a pimp there is some crome trim around the outside. Inside it's a machine build for comfort with gigantic bucket seats with exposed foam.

In case your wondering, no, I won't sell it to you. But maybe a lucky lady or two will get a ride in it before it meets it's destiny in the demolition ring.

The GF officially kicked me out of her house this morning. I don't know things have been on the rocks again lately. The whole demolition derby thing was really getting to here.

I don't really know what to do. I mean I love her, but I'm not ready to sacrifice my entire life for her.

This blows.

Now I'm going to have to move back in with my mom and tramp sister.

Yippy.

But maybe she'll let me move back in...Crissy, baby, if your reading this, please let me move back in. I don't want to live with my mom anymore.