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If only.
It'd be totally sexy having her wait while I unhook the baby seats out of the back of the car and strap them to the basket on the roof.
Smooth fuckin operator.
Edit: that would be to get into the car and leave this joint.
Once we got home we'd have to kick all the kids stuff out of the way to get into the door.

just a pipe dream for now. Enjoy the lawyer blooze. Sad you have to stay sober. The only way I could tolerate that is if I was completely hammered. Could be worse though. Could be a wedding band all in duck egg blue monkey suits playing covers of love songs from the 50s 60s &. 70s.

So far it's been oz rock covers and some shitty 70s stuff.
I'm gutted I'm not legless for free.

Iommic Pope wrote:So far it's been oz rock covers and some shitty 70s stuff.
I'm gutted I'm not legless for free.

I would be too. I would probably be spending the night outside in the car bonging on.

If it had been possible earlier in the week to hook that up, I would have had a sneaky smoke before coming in to glide through it.
Ah well. One more hour...

Are things a bit dry up north?

Nah, I'm just an old narc.
This was covered in the doom room about fifty pages ago there.
I've got one mate I could lean on but he's a good friend and I don't see him much these days due to our work schedules being hectic. I don't wanna call him out of the blue about that. I'd rather catch up with him and shoot the shit than hassle him.

Iommic Pope wrote:Nah, I'm just an old narc.

Oh that's ok dude. I've already been busted with herb up in your neck of the woods. And that was when old uncle Joe ran the state. The coppers give me such a vigorous belting in the lockups that it actually didn't hurt. My head had never had so many lumps and bumps. And I saw double for about a week after. I hope things up there have relaxed in that regard as far as possession goes. I will never set foot up there again though.

Moving is laaaame so close to being done with packing ugh. At leasr tomorrow should go smoothly.

i feel so lost. i don't want to be here doing the job i'm doing, but i really have no alternative. i feel blank and empty inside. slept the clock around Saturday, and would have done today if i had been able. i feel like my life is over but still have to go on living. why can't i just die and go home?

Glad to see you're still around dubbers. Keep fighting the good fight!

I actually was off my antidepressants the end of last week and had bad allergies and drank too much and was sick all day yesterday. I was just feeling like total crap. I just sat down on break at work with a soda and some pretzel bread things and I feel like a million times better.

I need it to be Winter. I'm dying. Why is it still hitting 90 degrees in September?

Well, I really tried to make it work, but I think I have to quit my band already. I love the music, and the guys are both really awesome, but I just can't afford to make the hour drive both ways once a week. My shitty financial situation is keeping me from doing even the smallest things I want to do and I Fucking hate it. I feel like I work my ass off and I have nothing to show for it. My wife and son and I had to move in with my grandpa last year and I can't figure out how to get out of here. I don't spend much on gear at all, and haven't lately, so I don't know where it all goes.

Yeah, working just to exist kinda blows. You have to keep reminding yourself that it won't be like this forever, and take pleasure in the luxuries you do have. I think. It's hard sometimes though.

Man, I gotta get a tooth pulled in a few hours and anxiety is keeping me awake. Never had it done before, it's all the way in the back...
I tried to get today off and warned em about it ahead of time, but my boss says I'll be able to come in afterward. From what I've read, though, ain't no way I'm coming in for 9 hours of busting my ass and ending up with a dry socket because of it.

Achtane wrote:Yeah, working just to exist kinda blows. You have to keep reminding yourself that it won't be like this forever, and take pleasure in the luxuries you do have. I think. It's hard sometimes though.

Man, I gotta get a tooth pulled in a few hours and anxiety is keeping me awake. Never had it done before, it's all the way in the back...
I tried to get today off and warned em about it ahead of time, but my boss says I'll be able to come in afterward. From what I've read, though, ain't no way I'm coming in for 9 hours of busting my ass and ending up with a dry socket because of it.

I hate dentists. I'm sure they were all trained at the gulag. Hence why I haven't sat in the dentists chair since 1984. Surprising enough my teeth are all in good shape. Or at least reasonable shape considering.

neonblack wrote:Well, I really tried to make it work, but I think I have to quit my band already. I love the music, and the guys are both really awesome, but I just can't afford to make the hour drive both ways once a week. My shitty financial situation is keeping me from doing even the smallest things I want to do and I Fucking hate it. I feel like I work my ass off and I have nothing to show for it. My wife and son and I had to move in with my grandpa last year and I can't figure out how to get out of here. I don't spend much on gear at all, and haven't lately, so I don't know where it all goes.

Hey yeah I know what you mean dude. The feeling of being stuck in a rut is the worse. Been there. Also about your band situation, maybe ask the guys if you can alternate between jamming in your neck of the woods on an alternating basis. If they are as awesome as you say I'm sure they might be willing to help you out. Worth asking I say. I myself would try and keep any music projects going anyway I could. Wish I had a music project with other dudes or chicks to keep going.