September 14th, 2004

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"If you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son / I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one"

Ah, if only that were so

-- I've said it before and I'll doubtless say it again: I don't have any where near enough problems whose proper solution is the strategic application of high-caliber firearms. I have to believe that I'd be a lot less stressed out if I did.

That does give me an idea, tho'. I may HAVE to go shooting this weekend, provided we all don't get washed away in the hurricanoes.

-- Buggeration fuck SHIT. Today is quickly turing into one of those days where it's a very bad thing that I have ready access to so many weapons.
  • Current Music
    Jay-Z -- 99 Problems
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Well, I was planning on getting some clothes washed this afternoon, but instead I ended up going to the tattoo parlor with Shelli while she got a new tat. It actually looked to me to be particularly unpleasant in spots, but she seemed to enjoy it.

Also, Shelli's a couple years younger than I thought she was; so now I'm trying to figure out where the number in my head came from.
  • Current Music
    Frank Sinatra - Fly Me To The Moon