Hullahoop this, Neil Diamond.

I dont know something about acidic juice.
I keep thinking about a juice can with curls on either side and a silly straw-hat.
Something of an after taste you werent expecting before you purchased it.

I dunno, the things stuck in my head.

So, clearing my thoat and wallet. Its been to say the least an exiting week.
Half a dozen six and one i suppose. Wildly inspirational i guess. I feel sort of like that wired guy that raises turtles and then watches them all swim off. The passing seasons have only taught me that bigger IS better. So ive increased the size of my swimmies and am hoping for the best. I think my sub consious bought the shark hat.

*on to the next one and on to the next one, all is looking well. *Chris, its time for some go dude.

*the laddar has been broken.

and just in time.

im drawing parrellels between cowboys and turnips lately.
I think for the most part ive somehow got tired of all my usuall past times and just the rite time.
Thats rite folks, im on page FIFTY FOUR!

And for the poll, the leaves are a changin.

Smokin my eyelids
and punchin me in the cigarette...

to another meaning possably, theres room for plenty.
*stupid journal