"Well I got work in the morning around 10."
"fuck that, i got court at 7am, but im still goin drunk... BITCH!!!"

YAY!!! I spent 5 hrs dedicated to repairs on ayumi, AND SUCCESS!!!... she still has a slight cold since the MAL light still comes on, but she runs perfect, so imma send her to the doctors (honda factory) and have her checked up before it comes back and bites me in the ass... I LOVE MY WOMAN!!!...

well, i owe it to the civic for carrying my ass all this time, so imma take a BIG BREAK from everybody and fix the shiet outta her while she has life in her... PIMPIN!!!... i needed a break also, so it wouldnt hurt me either... YES, yahll mutha fuckahz can live wiffout me fer a month or so, COME and visit if yer sorry asses can get off yer ASSES... i got too much shiet to do right now, so imma take a small leave... if i want...

OUTTI!!! estimated cost of repairs is 1600, and i make 500 a week... how long would that take me if i stayed away?... PIMPIN!!!


~12.29PM~

WHEN THE FUCK DID I WRITE THAT?!... jeezuz hey-soos i gotta cut down on the tonic mixes... NEwayz, theres something wrong in the world when a person can go from drinking at the bar, then straight to the courthouse (a lil buzzed still), and then go back to bartending later in the evening... twisted aint it?!...

went in for jury service all ghetto'd out n shiet and my group got postponed for 2morro... actually, they asked for volunteers for 2morro and the lady gave me a double take when i said "yes" i wanna go on the jury... "TAKE THAT!!!"... but they still gotta pick out the jurors 2morro, so imma be taken off anywayz... PWAH HA HA!!!

i burped before i signed in and sat next to a lady, then she said:

"Had a long night didn't you?"
"yeah, not too harsh beleive it or not..."
"Yeah, you have a slight scent of booze on you."
"oh no its nothing like that... im a bartender and i got out of work real late, sadly i didnt get to wash up..."

PWAH HA HA!!!... well anywayz, NO! NO NO NO!, im not going away for a bit, i unno why the hell i wrote it like that... im putting the car together one part per week, and imma be cuttin down to ONE day of drinking per week... nuff said!... AND YES, i do get depressed the next day after drinking...

-wolf

"I thought you said you were gunna settle down finally?"
"yeah, but i dont know what that really means anymore..."

so uh, now what?... i think i shoulda took it easy when i was growwin up, CUZ NOW IM FUCKIN BORED!!!... but man life is good... its simple really, work for a bit and then go out to play... by the time you know it, yer dead... PWAH HA!!! not to make it sound all gloomy, but its goin by hella fast at the rate im doing things...

so uh, now what?... bartending is getting a lil boring... think imma kick back and find a regular 9-5 in daygo or sumpin, cuz i just realized that im a regular worker bee with no side story anymore... "WAHHH! TO THE PIER! INTO THE SEA YOU GO!!!"... but i guess this is how its gunna be... i think ill just be "that one guy", the chaos factor, the go to guy, everybodys hero, a king...

by the way, 4 day sleep deprivation n delerium will make you SEE that life is easy... YES IT IS!!!... people just make drama if they try to over do things, but i say kick back n chill and just do it...

im just a simple loner...

"Son, you're a good man and I dont wanna see you go to waste."

-wolf

"What is that? What is, are you crying?"

Day 1 completed, and the continuation onto day two resumes... everything went as planned and a lotta "hearts" got lifted and sent to hell... "Thats what talking does doesn't it?"... I have no more motive to drink this week, but lets get it over with...

I dont wanna lose her, there for I do nothing...

thugs are all we are and we deserve nothing more... prove me wrong?

-wolf

"What the hell does that mean?"
"it means the everclear is weak and i made it home safely... yes sir..."

and soo the triumph-alon begins... it starts at 12pm 2day and i am surely not ready for it... IM FUCKIN FADED!!! LOOK!!!



nuff said, the capri sun fucked me up... HA HA!!!... anyways, 12 pm, im suppose to wake up n take a trip to ontario n the record shop... i got a promise to fulfill... then its off to work around 6ish, but since its saturday, i know im gettin tanked up at work...

sunday is a lil off beat... if i dont manage to make it to the record shop, then ill do so that day, BUT after work, I got the ABC (anti-drunk) training course on monday morning 7am (which ill be drunk at)... but yeah, imma be drinking right after work on sunday?... HA HA!!!

then later monday, i gotta go eat n drink wiff miki n TJ at their pad, but its a drinkfest, so imma pull out the best... unfortunately, i gotta be in daygo to drink out wiff da gang n drop off a delivery around 8pm'ish... OVERTIME ON DRINKING BECAUSE I CAN!!! ROOOO!!!

if all goes well, imma end up spending the night at joonyahs (or somebodys), and take a trip to PB after pickin up mah loozer brother around 11ish... what a fun weekend this is gunna be eh?... BEGIN THE TRIUMPH-ALON!!!

"IS THIS LOVE?!"... HA HA HA!!!


~02.26PM~

woah...

-wolf

"i aint about commotion, im all about devotion... now shut da fuck up and drink..."

a good day of drinking will wake you up early in the morning to write a most def stupid log-in... i guilty, but it has to be said...

people these days have no clue as to who their "friends" really are... some get tossed around and some are kept close, but mang, some people are straight out dirty n shiet when picking out "friends"... "I HATE THAT!!! I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT!!!"... HA HA!!!...

im not too picky as to who i hang around with since "I" define myself, but that concept doesnt get around much... what is it about some people who "think" they're better than the others? what is it about their cliques that make them "better"?... i say im better than quest, but that doesnt mean i wont be his buddy... "actually, i was one of them thugs that defended nerds back in the day"...

people come and go, but there shouldnt be a "just cause" for it... stay the fuck away if you dont wanna be here and sit your fuckin ass down if yu wanna ride... fuck nyggas who only come out "just cause" and fall back into a hole "just cause"... (and fuck no, i didnt pull a "just cause" when i disappeared cuz i just did it and left)...


~10.11AM~

"If all the lueboys turned gay, that'll be a lot of good men gone to waste. For the women of the world I mean."
"i uhh, dont think thatll happen anytime soon... i for one, promote good sex between cunt n cock... im a proud leader that I am..."
"Oh is that so? You seem to be a little "gay" sometimes. Where's your girlfriend anyways?"
"itz called defensive gay tactics and no i have no girlfriend... im scared of girls..."
"You'll fight with knives and look down the barrel of a gun, but you'll run from a little girl? What kind of world do you live in?"
"a gay one..."

PWAH HA HA HA!!! Who'd thought that you'd be awake at this time ne?

-wolf

"my body feels sad..."
"Sad? Is that even legal?"

can the human body be sad? no really, can it?... feels like i need a hug, or a fuggin beer or sumpin... but deng, this last weekend warrior activity just might have done me in fer a while... "I KNOW I KNOW! Is this love?"... HA HA!!!

ayumi isnt talking to me again... shucks...

well whatever she does and who ever she really is, i'll stick to my side of the story and leave it up to her to decide who i am... mebbe now im just "that one guy"?... its a damn shame i ran away when i did, but who knew that "loner" thing was gunna last that long and have that severe of an effect?... "hell i didnt plan on it either, beleive it or not"... "I KNOW I KNOW! Is this love?"... HA HA!!!...

that one guy: simply that one guy described by everything else, other than his name...

"and the name is wolf"

-wolf

deception is all it is... and im just fooling mahself...

-wolf

"So, you... went to Japan... and fell in love... with a chinese girl?"
"well shiet, theres a chinatown in japan mang... mebbe vice versa, japantown in china too..."

today and thus forward, is when hand-to-hand melee combat is the best i can do in a gunfight... money will be a teensy weensy scarce, yet managable... paranoia is at an all time high, but thats the fun of it... im a lil bare on da offense, but it is how it is...

so now what?

-wolf

"I thought you died."
"many attempts, but no successful hit yet..."

sin... a life of sin without burden... is it only me?...

i wish to return to a normal life, one without sin... no more running... no more excuses... its not easy to throw it away, but this life guarantees that "trial and error" wont have consequences... (on some terms)...

i admit that im scared a lil, but now that I think about it, mah old man shouldnt have to go through the same ordeal as when he lost his lil brother back in the day... same goes to say for mah friends n family... its just not worth it if thats the case...

hate to take a step back and start again where i left off, but one last dance in hell and then its back to the norm... its easier to be hated than loved, but it seemed like a part of me just kept clinging to the right idea... aint that a bitch... guess its time to settle down and consider the light for once...

-wolf