It's been a pretty good last couple of days since my last entry... things with the groups of friends are going really well... all the bullshit and red tape has been cleared up... and now we're all liking eachother again... Kevin happy.

(Velvet Revolver - Slither)

Good fucking song.

Anyway. I had no idea how much I'd miss Kelly after that small taste (probably the wrong word for such a thing) that I had of her before she left for Jersey. I mean, she's only a phone call away... but still... it sucks when you can't see someone smile when they laugh at your stupid jokes.

"Wow, Kevin, you're really kinda pouring your heart out right here... that's not like you..."

You're absolutely right. I don't know why... but I think that this Blog thing can be used for things other than bitching... like whining and pity-whoring... hopefully this will work...

Laughing Out Loud.

Well... whatever... I can wallow and stuff later... when I don't have to type about it.

Fourth of July tomorrow... if anyone who wants to come to my house for the BBQ reads this between now and then... then you can come to my house for some good food and good times tomorrow at... or... I guess it would be today wouldn't it... seeing as to how it's past midnight... shit... anyway... today at 5 pm. And just in case you didn't get the clue about 4 posts down... you're not invited, Lunchbox, go fuck yourself. Then at about eight... we'll go to the taste of Lombard Fireworks... good times... great rhymes...

You know these beats are in season
the rhymes got reason, words commitin' treason,
the ladies in the club be pleasin'
all the guys be weezin'
last night my pool was freezin'

Okay that last rhyme was outta my ass.. but the rest was pretty damn good...

I'm outta here.. I need sleep...

Oh yeah... I got a promotion at Babies-R-Us to a department from being a cashier... I am the fastest cashier to ever be moved to a department... take that all you white trash cashiers!!! ::Kevin shakes fist in air::

I also got a retroactive (that means it counts for my last few checks) raise from District 44 for this summer so far... that's a dollar more an hour... I am going to be a rich mother fucker...

If the weather gets ugly tomorrow... then the BBQ's at Paul's dad's house... either way... BOX CAN, and most likely will, FUCK HIMSELF

Peace.