I keep starting this one

fluffy hoodies make me want to get naked, and well keep them on, but like be naked everywhere else... hmmm maybe i just need some sexy undies made of fluffy hoodie material.... problem is you can never wash them because they become not fluffy but stiff and itchy and well that just sucks cockaccino. i think someone accessed my backzipper and pulled out all my bad moods, i feel super great today. Ahhhhh i could give you a hug with my fluffy hoodie on. My jeans have holes today too, weird how all this works out. Really its not weird i think all my clothes have holes its no wonder people think i am a bum. So got to thinking about those things called new years resolutions and so i am going to make me a list and stick to it, yeah not really but i will try.
1. have sex with YOU. yes you. we didn't do IT last year so we like should get naked and fuck YO.
2. CUSS EVEN MOTHERFUCKING MORE
3. write shit on this page more
4. take more pictures (of my penis)
5. not give 3 fucks what you think (it used to be 2)
6. make more redickulust lists like this one
7. find JESUS (and fuck him) - (he is hot)
8. eat more fruit
9. i need to think of some more so like i feel accomplished n shit

welcome to the terrordome

I love tonight, the weather is perfect, my feet are kind of cold though. I like the beginning of fall end of summer, nice night breeze, makes having a beer on the back deck at night so much more enjoyable. Ahhh yeah. I like the way things are now, actually i love them. Had a great end of the week last week, went to baseball games in stl with my mama and her sister and my cuzin and my mamas friend. Yeah it was fun. I hadn't been to the new stadium yet, and i even went up in the old arch. Had good food got to hang with my family - which i don't see too often and it was good. The weather was good, the food was good, the seats at the baseball games was good, seeing family was good, seeing the billhorn family was good, damn it was well just damn good. A few pictures down is Zeke he is a billhorn, he is a little bigger now and likes to talk more, plus they have a new addition yosi i think is how its spelled a doggy. Okay off to enjoy the night air and this great beer (harvest moon) tonight.

The Rocket Is Waiting

For some reason this morning i got sucked into "A Huge Evergrowing Pulsating Brain That Rules From The Centre Of The Ultraworld" yes that is a song title. I have like 20 different versions of it and they are all like 20-30 min long. So sometimes i like to just play them all, each title varies a bit but still something to do with the brain. I love the Orb on days like this. Hello my name is patrick and i have a music and masturbation problem. wow i feel so much better now that i told you that. Ahh time to crank the tunes and loose the undies. WOOOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO.. Whacka Whacka Whacka....


Btw i lof the new Sigur Ros more than Bomberman Coin battles.

BTWW. Im trying to raise money for photo submissions to a cool show in Seattle so if you have an spare bucks this week go buy some shit from me on ETSY or something like that.

BTWWW. I really planned on writing more today for some reason, then it was like bam over. Wow i kind of feel cheated how about you. We are all fucked i guess. Until tomorrow or the next day or when ever i feel like filling in the little white box with words and hitting the orange publish post button. I LOF U ALL.

BTWWWW. FUCKING WALLE ROXXX

i woke up after (being pulled in the middle)

both edns fixed

when i walked into the yard i noticed it was full of people, there were three of them in particular rushing up my stairs and into the apartment. the balcony was full, i thought at first a party, then i could tell by the looks on faces this was no party. i noticed a face i knew from the coffee shop.
"hey man, what the hell is going on?"
"not real sure, something about some dude that lives here beating up his girlfriend or stalking her or something weird like that."
"hmmm, i live here."
"yeah man i know, its one of your weird ass roommates. the mexican one i think."
"who carlos"
"yeah him"
"the girl being michelle?"
"yeah thats her"
"weird she is like here every day, i don't see much of a stalking scenario there."
i look up to the loud crashing noises coming from inside the place. things breaking screaming, then a loud pop. that instant i knew someone had been shot. then just like they went up the stairs they came down but only two, one holding his stomach and the other holding a bloody knife. then another scream and a thud. the third came crashing to the ground, tossed from the balcony. its only one floor up so the fall didn't kill him, but the gun shot might have. the crowd gathers around and i see some movement but there is a lot of blood.

Ghost Hardware

i cant decide if i want bar tacos or to make my own - i think mine will be better and cheaper and probably will keep me alive a little more in the long run - yes my tacos it is. bye

Blakes got a new face

wow its weird being here, kind of bored, but kind of enjoying doing nothing.... ahhhh... yes spring break 2008 Caruthersville is in full effect YO . TITS and BONG HITS

gun school for gangsters

i love leftover indian food

it tastes as good the second time around