Rusty Bearings

Changes

Moved in with JJ, Thomas, Adam, and Elliot in that giant house on Third and Oak. Loving every minute. Two giant stories, super cheap rent, close to things, and an unreasonable amount of music, art, and weaponry. That, and old houses are the bomb.

Need to get my bike fixed and my shirts from the house on Somber Way. Also could use a new job. Yeah, quit Subway. Had a pretty chill last day, actually. Booker brought pizza, we were kinda slow, and I wasn't working with any tards. Good stuff.

Some Things Never Change



"You named the shotgun Reason?"
-JJ, about 5 seconds ago

Under Ill Repair

Behold, I am LAME

Ho hum. I seemed to forget that I had a blog until recently. Oh dear faithful readers (all .5 of you,) I apologize. Here, have a webcomic.



Yes! Zombies are awesome, and if you're one of the cool kids, you'll read this one!

Lunchmeat!

Anyways, I've begun my lifetime dream of perusing a career in sandwich making at Subway. Yes, while few of you know, it has been my lifelong ambition to make sandwiches, day and night, rain or shine. Right.

But yeah, Subway has been pretty chill so far. Pretty easy, but not in the mind-numbing way that Kroger was. That, and free sandwiches. ^.^

Mixed Media

Do you like movies? I know I do. Here's some... you just didn't get 'em from me, hear?

I have a new piece up on my DeviantART account. Yeah, I forgot I had one too. Though, sometime in the next week or so, I'm going to be getting together with my dad and getting decent quality pictures of all my pieces up on the interweb. Fuckin' hi-ya.

Anyways, done rambling. Here's some music.



"Sleep is for the weak!"
-Marz
"And the tired!"
-Grey