As stated in the previous edit, before Jack's birthday we're going to buy new staffs.
He's going to get a normal 4inch wick-ed, 1200mm fucker. Linky for pus' staff!
Whilst I'm going to get a 3 peice inner core contact staff. Standard 4inch wicks, green in colour and more then a meter and a half long. Linky for my staff!
I woke at 10 to 8, started work at like 8.15, worked until 5... spanning two locations and jobs. And then pwn3d some shit up in baddy/fitness session. I hope I get paid well for this shit. I'll need it for the $150 contact staff.
Then jack came over, I worked on the tender and jack sat alone in the lounge room. When then played more baddy and now we're simultaneously blogging [for teh lulz].
I'm really warming to Marilyn Manson, very intelligent felluh. Anyway, I'm smashed.
Jack's out of my toppies on account of him choosing Jim [read: pedo-poo] over me. Fags.
I've decided I'm going camping with Chuck haha aweosme... camping... im such a city kid now. I'll get pwned in the wild... hope they have badminton.
My audio addiction has been put to a halt do to my want for a new contact staff and also due to my access to Head-fi today being limited. oh geez, there isn't any forums out in the wildernesss!!! how will the post-whore in me survive? who knows, I'll blog and let you know I guess.
Hahaha so lame, I feel really dirty right now... like... teeth are dirty, need to clean them... and yeah
dirty... and beck wright reckons her undies are superior to mine... dream on.
eeeeesssh gangsta
enjoi
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