:: Out of Spite, Out of Mind ::

:: Saturday, January 26, 2002 ::

Came home tonight to find the neighbor's rabbit dead in front of the house... looks like someone hit it w/ their car or clubbed it senseless. Poor bastard. A few nights ago, my cat Stachie was talkin' shit to one of our other neighbor's cat- they brawled....fur, blood everywhere. Stachie's such a damn punk- I wouldn't be suprised if the local cats beat the hell outta this rabbit and left it there as a warning. On a serious note- I'm kinda freaked out that something/someone is prowling the neighborhood. Last year, the cat next door was found "fileted" on the neighbor's lawn. That's some Satanic shit... Before that, there were reports of cats being found disembowled a few blocks away... One night me and my boy Garnish were driving and we swore we saw someone in their window wearing a crotchless bat suit- minutes later there was lightning and we saw a black dog get hit by a car... The only thing missing was a creepy midget talking and dancing backwards. Then there's the Albino colony up in the hills- and the cement factory and the legendary Bumblefuck... but I'll get to those later...

:: Ol Man Factory 1/26/2002 12:09:00 AM [+] ::
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So it's my last 5 days of year 28 for me... Seems like just yesterday when I'd sit around on the toilet with a sandwich and fantasize a future- would I follow in my famed uncle Styron's footsteps and become a dildo tycoon? OR follow my dreams and one day be lead guitarist for Van Halen . Just kidding about the sandwich/toilet/dildos/Halen. So my friends wanna go on a trip- we've been kickin around the idea of going to someplace like Cabo or Vegas- but since airfare is so damn cheap to Tokyo and England (around $330 roundtrip) I've been tempted to go someplace far and away...scare the shit outta the locals- you know- representin' by buttering our nipples, shaving all the hair off our bodies and chasing them with crossbows and screaming "We are from Nepal! Buttery Nepals!" Ok, this shits ouuttta hand, I stop now...

:: Ol Man Factory 1/25/2002 02:19:00 AM [+] ::
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If you've made it here, welcome! This is my attempt at an online journal/scrapbook/verbal dartboard/psychic gargle spitoon/brain vomit mop etc... you get the picture. It's late, my head is numb... kinda peanut buttery. By the way, whatthefucksup with this fucked up robot?

:: Ol Man Factory 1/25/2002 01:10:00 AM [+] ::
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