I ammmmm always "just a friend" but damn do they talk me up as a friend. Im like the best friend anyone can ever have. But Im not datable. no. Friend.

Marshall, youre really funny. I like your hair and you give great advice. I'm drunk.

i hate you too

dude, i feel you. i'm in the same boat.

well, i love you. if it helps, my sister in law and i polished off a bottle of absolut just now and i threw myself at the next door neighbor and he said, quote, "I am too scared of you to make out with you. you frustrate and intimidate me." tell me, marshall, wtf does that mean? not cool! and now i must work in three hours and it is not happy. fuck people and their pansy assed personalities. why are guys weird?

ps. i make myself out to be a slut but im a pansy too and dont sleep with anyone ever. but he still said that.

Do you ever do that while sober? Cause if you dont, he really likes you and you should try it while not drunk :P Hes obviously a stand up guy if hes not even going to make out with the drunk girl he really likes.

yes he really likes me and no i don't do it sober. hush. what happened to make you so blue ?

i have to be at work in an hour and i still cant stand up straight. too. much. vodka.

so yeah. last was pretty good. i slept on a hammock.

...after passing out for like three hours. sorry to all the people whose phone calls i missed.

My knee is so fucking bashed to hell, damn drunk night frisbee. Oh and zach that wasnt a cherry smashed on my leg it was blood. I need to pass out I dont think I have drank that much in a very long time. Fuck. Clothes. Peace. One of the best nights ever. Norah Jones take me away from all the pain.

Wow, usually the grey area is like..in between..so-so..not the "I FUCKING HATE YOU" that the image depicts...heh.

Your shitty music makes me barf, LOGGINS!

Knee wound update....

Went to the doctor's office, then was asked how I got the wound..."I wish I remember, I was quite intoxicated at the time", got my knee wrapped, given some perscription antibiotics with protest from me, It smells like pizza, looks wicked nasty, I shaved off my gross scab right after taking off the bandaging, then burnt myself with peroxide for an hour looks okish, smells less like pizza, bleeds only alittle bit now...I miss running :(

at least you went to the doctor...i thought that your damn leg was gonna fall off.

in fact, it kinda looked like that picture marshall posted at the top of the page. gross.

ya it was my buddy Darren's birthday tonight
a couple of weeks ago, he was racing some other friends of mine home from a bar, and then a cop turned around and chased him cause he went through a stop sign on Southdale Rd.
now this road is CRAZY. it has humps like a fuckin camel. it's called roller coaster road cause you can get air on both hills and then a fucking S-curve after that.
Darren was going so fuckin fast, i forget how much but 100km/h around a fuckin sharp curve, his car jumped the curve or something... somehow managed to get out of the S-curve and floor it down Westdel Bourne and couldn't slow down for the next road, Oxford.
so he JUMPS the fuckin intersection, (usually so busy cause it's Oxford, the main road in London) and into a new subdivision theyre building, hits a curb and ends up in someones yard.
there's nobody that lives there, so a car being there is odd, but after running around freaking out they got back in the car and eventually got surrounded by cops.
Darren got his head smashed to the ground a couple of times from car window height. LeAnne, who was in shotgun was just laughing the entire time she was being interrogated, was talking on her cell phone about the stupid cops and shit while my friend Sawyer is telling he rto shutup and shit.
ya, so he got DUI, running stops signs, and evading police. maybe more, i duno.
but he sure as fuck can't go out for his birthday, drive, or be anywhere, especially licensed but his property after 9pm.
but ya, his place is awesome, his folks own a defunkt gravel pit that's awesome for fishing and camping and shit like that. you'll catch pike and bass and a bunch of shit...
when you're in Komoka and you've got a drinkin' quota...

ya'rll sluts!

one of your friends is going to kill me while i'm out on my bike

make sure you wear a helmet! ahahahhaha
ps i love drunk driving too.

yer friend is an idiot

no doubt. he shoulda went left down oxford and then left onto the next road and floored it, or hid in a driveway of a house that wasnt under construction.

you love drunk driving