Listening to: Lots and lots of Oi!
Reading: The goddamned news
Drinking: Whiskey. NOW.
I am on a computer. This doesn't happen often, so, first let me say thanks to everyone who left a comment, or added me, or has been watching me do nothing on computers for the last three years.
Second, updates. I'm back living in Denver. Still got the hachiroku, but instead of the crusty pink rust-bucket she was when I first got her, she's a shiny, mean-runnin' red panda rocket. Still workin' hard every day, swingin' my hammer. Still single and hating it. Overall, everything's great for me, yet I'm still pissed off all the time. Unless I'm working, in which case I'm only pissed off sometimes. Then I smash something with my hammer, and feel better for a few minutes. Lately, I've taken to smoking two packs a day. It's part of my regimen. It's good.
Third, the future. I don't draw anymore. I make bank swinging a hammer, and what money doesn't go into a pint glass goes into my car. I was right about dropping out of art school. Probably the best decision I ever made. Fuck art.
The whole time I've been writing this, I've been thinking about the past.
So, fuck off. I need to get to a beach, so's I can piss on Bin Laden's grave.