Raisin Hopes and Pruny Promises...

 Who dares interrupt mein slumber to exert force enough to cause one to post a mere thrice days before the Mas of X?
Not sure what I'm hoping to dredge out of an already dry well. Any sludge left?
I've been burning through episodes of Raising Hope, and am nearing the fourth and final season already. Amazing show, and I was laughing so hard this morning at Burt's little spat with an alpaca he refers to as the "Mexican Pony."
Burt losing a spit fight with such a filthy beast made balls of laughter erupt for the old bellyrolls.
The chick who plays Sabrina is pretty dang sweeet, too. Also, the Goonies lady, something Plimpton, isn't too shabby herself sometimes...
Anyhoo, three days to Christmas. Hate it, can't wait for the hell to be over. Nothing good about it, and I'm always broke as shit. I am on vacation this week, but probably will soon be dry meinself...

I am actually planning to take a weed break. Tired of it, want to just clear out the brain some.
See what I want to do with my life, as I tire of it as it is today. I no longer really feel super crappy all the time, but sometimes I lack of flavor.
I know these things pass. But until they do...
Sucksville, made worse by an always ill timed holiday. Surprised my pipes aren't backing up, so that I'll have to call and pay a plumber to root it out. I often appreciate the pros of my life, but today is just... not sure what the fuck.
Nothing feels good right now. Things that should bring a spring to mein step do not do so.
However...
I laughed my ass off for a few moments at Burt's reunion with Clyde, the alpaca. This is enough to give...
Hope?
Hope so.
Sweeet Ronin pics, btw...
I took them from the bluray.

Kim Jong Sukballz...

You know, I really don't care if I've posted this in the past. I'm too lazy to check. Besides, we loveses it.
So, for a recap of what's been happening since we last spoketh:
Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
That's pretty much it, folks. Other than just slowly rotting away. I always wish things.
Always...
Wishing away...
Now, I can't even watch The Interview because some tools worldwide are turning nothing into everything. Sucks to be them, it must!!!
I sense North Korea's demise coming soon, or at least in how/who is running it.
I've always loved how idiotic liberals have cried time and time again for Bush to be tried of war crimes, but where are they when douche bags like this midgety fuck kill a country's worth of his own people on a slowwwwwww, daily basis...
In the end, the movie will be shown. To not show it begs for more of the same. Besides, if those people are already here in waiting, that means they are always on standby for the next time our freedom needs to be poopied on...
I'm sure radical muslims are jacking their boners over this as we speak...
I can understand not wanting to call their bluff on XMAS to avoid a massacre on such a big day, but they should still release it later. I'd offer serious discounts to anyone with a concealed weapons license with ties to Texas. That'd stop 'em cold in thurr tracks...
Anyhoo, the world continues to rotate with or without us. How presumptuous of us to think that it moves underneath us, and not the other way around.
Boo frickety hoo on us...

Airborne Again...

Hey, everyone and no one...
Been awhile. I'm sure all of ye were on pins and needles.
What to do, what to say...
Working hard, and hitting the gym here and thurr. Trying to get through the holidays, and make it to tax time again. This time will be different, though.
Ultimatums, and shit. Reasons and excuses to flee...
Laughing, living, and a'loving...
Looking to make those words a reality. Looking to blah blah blah.
Hoping to unmuck, and to get unstuck.
And maybe even begin to give a flying fuck...
Time for a nigga to get his schmoke on.
Hurry up and legalize.
Tired of hiding under the bridge to toke out like a fucking troll...