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1:17 AM -- 2004-07-30
And you know what Rain brings, right?

Good morning, good morning... and hello to all.

Booze knocked on my door tonite... and my conscience got up off the couch to answer the door... and was severely beaten with a liquor bottle as a consequence.... annnnd still remains comatose.

Things are pretty fucking lame here lately. I've been wearing myself out trying to school some dumbass at work who thinks is God's gift to rock n roll. "I am a better technical guitar player than jimi hendrix or jimmy page." I can't believe the blaspheme coming out of this nu metal prick. It makes me so mad that I even entertain the thought of not buying weed from him again. Realizing that would be a foolish and reckless thing to do... I held tongue.

Anyways, that kid's a douchebag and I don't care.

So its really raining like a motherfucker right now... and you know what that means...

Zombies.

Yea, I know... its pretty wild. One time a zombie clawed at my door, so I told him that Steve Hawking lived down the street. (Steven Hawking is the Brain-Eater's holy grail.).

So anyways, when it rains, the soil gets nice and soft... perfect for digging up... wards...

And then its brains, brains brains til you dismember the fuckers. All zombies ever think about is devouring brains. Those selfish zombies make terrible boyfriends. Boo to zombies.. Boo.

Okay, I gotta bounce... the storm may turn me into a computer with sneakers... or pass out nose-first into the keyboard.

I'm going to sleep... money-making tomorrow.

The Ninja is signing out...

sa da tay!