is there even a reason for me to be on xanga right now or any other time i log on? when did blog spots become a place to complain about shit...here i am complaining about complaints. im on my last camel gold i have twenty dollars to last me two weeks, but on the bright side i have a little ganja to deal with and i dont have to work until 9:45 every night this week. my next day off is on tuesday im stocking up on toothbrushes but i need some new flexible gum sole cushioney skatboarding shoes to make my life better. i ate way to much mcdonalds last night and got way to blitzed to express.

i work a lot im the only hobo i know with two jobs and unlimited internet/a phone line, have you seen my face latley? it hasn't been shaved for a while and i can't afford to spend my cash on razors... or pretty much anything, thank God for free skateboards, where would i be without my stick? probably stickless. i'm thinking about quitting life in lawton oklahoma and either hiking in some random direction or rideing a bike and doing the whole "the road" thing i hope i don't end up like the guy in that book into the wild who died of starvation, luckily im not headed into the alaskan wilderness...or am i? anyone wanna come? is there anyone out there who sees what i see? a canvas, a painting, and dried up brushes stuck to the page... fresh water colors is the answer my people and now i sound like i have no idea who i am, because i don't. send me some paint, maybe some pastels, colored pencils, whatever you can find laying around the house. come with me, or take me with you.