So, dear reader, I have finally gotten my car on the road. and so it would seem that all my needs to get away are now fulfilled. so it would seem...but now that i am on the open road it becomes quite clear that i am a walking cliche for the one thing that i need to get away from i can not. DUN DUN DUUUUUN IT'S ME! thats right, no matter where i walk or drive or take a plane to i will still not be able to get out of my own skin. I think that's all that really has to be said on that subject without entering in to dangerously emo territory and since we all know how much of a pain that is...

but i digress.

i have run out of my good tobacco and corporate cigarettes are, how should i say this, CRAP! Anyone who feels like making my cancer happy please send me a tin of samson halfzware tobacco. Its the blue tin. i will marry the person who does this, man or woman.

I hung out with my soon to be step cousin again yesterday. we get along quite well which makes me happy. my mom is trying to set us up but i'm just happy to have a cousin my own age. i am on a mission to find someone who will fuck her. the only specifications i was given was a nine inch penis. she's gonna find me a cuddle buddy or softcore friend as she put it. I think this is the beginning of an awesomely fucked up friendship.


i really want some pizza right now. really freakin badly. if you send me pizza i won't marry you but there might be a hand job in it for you.

anyway thats all the talking i feel like doing right now.