So while sitting here watching "No Country For Old Men," my mind is racing all over and fuming like a dragster running on pure octane... so here it goes
For starters, this bad guy in this movie is a BAD MAN. Period. Shotgun. Silencer, and a god damn mean streak from hell.
work. we havent even yet fully engulfed into contract negotiations, and the shit is already starting to swirl... I can only hope that the males in the world will TRY and act their ages, cause as of right now, it aint happening. F*ckers...
i miss my friends, and the times we use to have. fuckers gotta go and get married, or move away.... and lately ive especially been thinking bout Logan and Einar. What i would give to have a beer with those crazy fuckers.
Muscles. Time to start stage two. almost to 300 on the bench; hangin a lil over 200 for body weight, but if i could only beat the 6 hours of sleep a night i could really step it up.... but ill get there.
Tats... Its almost time to get my tats for my grandmas and lrh and einar... closing in on what i want and the likes... get excited...
Thats all for now... the ending is coming for Tommy Lee Jones I think...
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