MY NAME IS....SHAKEZILLA THE MIKE-RULA, THE OLD SCHOOLA

COUNTDOWN TO INITIATION. NOW.

so, tomorrow morning, 5 am, my ass will awaken (possibly with a hangover) and get on a plane heading to PHOENIX. by the way, the suns lost to the spurs in 6, we pushed it to 7. pistons > suns. Ill be at nerd camp for two weeks, yes debate camp here i come.

lets recap past events, before last night i went on a damn no-sleep run. i slept 3 hours out of 50, the rest was debate work, i did finish my file, 300 pages of summer work done.

so i had a weird date experience, i went to pei wei with a girl from work, real nice girl nothing wrong with her at all. either way, she made fun of me most of the date, turned out the night before at a small party i through i got REAL drunk and was being hit on quite heavily by our big tall african american friend henry. but im gone and dont notice, either way, she makes fun of me and goes "so are you taking out me or henry tomorrow" i didnt get the joke, until the next day when i was informed i was being hit on...pretty funny, oh well.

Stacy, Amy, and I all went to teach at cameron's camp. long story short, it blew. Stacy and I got drunk twice that week, one was after three, count em three, days of no drinking, and we went back to edmond and refueled our needs for alcohol, drugs, and sex. funny stuff. Stacy and I also left at some point during the tournament and got drunk in a hobby lobby parking lot. it was a hoot. me and her should never date ever again. we should just be consistent drinking buddies.

i went to a party with friends earlier that week and got in a text fight with my ex melissa, either way, this may sound bad to some but its damn funny to me, the fight ended when i said i was going to pawn the watch she gave me for graduation for beer and coke. either way, we eventually made up, and whatever. funny tho.

i hate, and i mean, hate Ayn Rand, fucking objectivist bitch, i cannot believe this bitch, im glad shes dead.

drugs are bad, fake ID's arent. peace world, i gots to pack

"A-C-I-D, i love you very much, PCP, i love you very much, shrooms and weed, i love you very much, this, is the tech n9ne experience." -"t9X" by tech n9ne

-A Casey

Show me dem titties

so i havent updated since i moved into my house, and that was twenty days ago.

just an update then, i still work at kohls and still like my alcohol...not much else has changed.

one funny story, i was at a party and had phil come pick me up so as to my not driving while intoxicated...learning from the jobey's mistakes...anyways, phil pulls up as i have one drunk girl on each side of me and i get up and say "hey, show me dem titties" to the girl on the right (shes 25 i think). she graciously obliges my request. i then turn to the girl on my left (she just turned 27 and is married) and said "alright, now you, show me dem titties" she also met my request. then in one more move phil said that "andy, you got them together and said, 'now im seeing double so i really saw four titties each, so stand next to each other, show me dem titties so i can see eight'" and they did. and i smiled down upon them fore he was pleased.


this is the extent of the excitement of my life right now. i spend three days a week at the wellness center and 5 days a week at work. ive been watching tons of movies, but boondock saints is systematically changing my voice, i find myself talking in an irish accent randomly, and i dont mean to its just happening so now i have to concentrate on talking. its pising me off.

im teaching debate at cameron right now. it could be worse, i could have an arm growing out my ass, although that my be useful.

the HOT CHARLES is makes its championship run for the second time this year. go team go.