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Wait, holy shit! It was my birthday! Yeah! May 23, to be exact. I had a lot of fun. Drank some platinum rum with some friends, smoked great cigarettes, and had  great times. My friend’s dumb ass Matthew Mcconaughey-esque friend invited over some girls. They weren’t all your average dumb bitch girls, but the majority were of the bad side of the gene pool. I couldn’t stand conversations, there were so many ringtones going off, oh my good, sweet baby Jesus, that was awful. They finished my handle (which I bought) and opened my friend’s fifth of 151° (which he jacked, go figure). We barely escaped with our lives. Well, actually, we just told them to leave and they did, but it was already 11:00. We walked to the nearby school, smoked cigs (well, they got high as fuck, I had a drug test the next day) and drank beer. We even took a shot of that Bacardi, but it was an awful idea.

[tl;dr]: We drank, smoked, and yucked it up all night. So, I must depart now to smoke a cig. Peace out, yall, round 2 like.

Ok, my adventure started out in La Fiesta Elementary School’s back lawn and park. I smoked, walked, and jammed out to the amazing dub album Scientist Rids The World Of The Evil Curse Of The Vampires. I got as far as track two before I heard sirens, and they seemed to be coming at me from all directions. I quickly fled the park.

Once I made it to the street, which was literally empty of all human life, the sirens stopped. I decided to avoid the school areas for a while. So I’m walking down a random street in the L-Section of town, and I happen upon a little creek I used to play in as a child. ‘That’s cool, I guess I’ll walk over that little bridge there’, said Brain to Legs. I’m ten feet from the bridge, and all of a sudden the sound of violent splashing comes from beneath me. I squint my eyes, peering into the moonlit water, and all I can see is ripples. The splashing continues, but my walk across the bridge does not.

Next stop, the Cotati park. Well, I call it that. It has a sign that says ‘Welcome To Cotati!’ in front of it, and that signifies the city park for me. I was walking along, and I sat down on a concrete bench. It reminded me of some sort of sacrificial slab, like something out of Apocolypto. Chilling, smoking, getting super dankity high. I look around the park. All is silent. Then I noticed a tree. I used to climb this tree in my younger days, but now it’s lowest branches are far too high for anyone to reach without a ladder. This tree was always the tallest in it’s grove, but I noticed the rest of the grove had been chopped down. Looking at the tree, I felt an inner bleeding of sadness. I can’t explain it, but I felt like the tree was depressed, alone, angry. From that second forward, I was convinced the tree was some sort of beacon of revenge, an evil tree. Then more sirens.

On the walk home, I pondered the life of the tree, and whatever curse it might hold. I imagined that if I had touched the tree, I’d be visited by horrible nightmares. Thinking about it now, that’s a foolish statement. But I’m still glad I didn’t lay a hand on that bark.

Almost home now, for some much needed shivering under the covers. I saw a cat, your average orange/brown house cat. She didn’t see me yet, so I stood still and studied it. After about a minute of watching a cat sit perfectly still, I started to walk again. The cat finally heard me, and took three short lunges… and dived into a sewer grate. All I could think of was ‘That cat’s fuckin’ dead, it just killed itself…’, and it might actually be true. The sewers were overflowing with water this night, it had stormed all day. Not only would the jump back up to the street level be at least seven, eight feet, but seven of those eight feet were submerged in water. The cat totally drowned, and I watched it’s last minute… God, this was a horrible night for me.

I’m over it now, about to go out and smoke once again. This neighborhood gets kinda spooky at night. Beware, children! The mutated sewer cats of Cotati will soon overrun your peaceful little lives…

I updated the music section of the site. You are all now privy to ALL of my available music for FREE, right here on my blog! I’ll be updating it rather regularly, and I plan on posting all the new music I’ll be working with. Download my mellifluous voice anytime you want to, for whatever perverted reason you can think up.  I updated the About page, too, but it’s not really anything special. Links to come soon!

Ugh, I gained ten pounds in a week. Disgusting. I’m just gonna post all the things I think about all day on this site, maybe I’ll keep myself disciplined out of online guilt and shame. That’s what I get for moving from a veritable 3rd world country. Food, and too fuckin’ much of it. Maybe I should chat with some of those skeleton chicks from the anarexia/bulemia boards. If I got that thin, then I’d have free range to eat whatever I desire for at least two months before I built myself up again. I’m kidding, of course, but damn. I never used to care about this type of thing.

So we ended up moving my bed into the room. It looks dope now. I have all sorts of room to record and do anything else I could ever want to do. About to go smoke, I bought this cool little wooden pipe and a seven sack off m’lady. I’m gonna drop some knowledge on a crazy story after I get back. Talk to you in a sec, internet. <3

Note to self: remember park, fighting, tv, screaming, imagination, cat in sewer (20 minutes), Scientist album, talk-tube, scared the fuck outta here.

NTS2: Edit this blog, fix the pages and such. You know how you like it. Rename it, too.