All My Friends Are Crap

My Friends Are Crap, Just Like Me.

Wednesday, May 19

On and on it Winges..

Jeff with his knownothings and Pablo with his flamboyant comebacks of pure despair. It's about time you two queers just get it on much like Pablo and I back in Easter of 2002 and at that grounded festival where I punched him in the face.

I think we should call in Sugar Ray to sort all you fuckers out.

Allan is Allan. I don't have enough contact with Kansas and Steve and That Season Chick to create an opinion. Richards has become a Gasoholic and is fixing his car in record time I do believe.

But Pablo and Jeff.. Come on. Just get it on. I kinda play with both of you and base my opinion on the day with something that will make the winger feel better.. Simply.. When Jeff bitches about Pablo I say "Yeah Jeff. Pablo is fucked" and when Pablo bitches about Jeff.. I say "Yeah Pablo. Jeff is fucked".

Either way. I'm moving to Newtown. Fuck you all. Especially Jeff and Pablo.

Sell your fridge. In fact sell everything you both have lets see who can do it now that The Steve is on the town..

So you accept my challenge faggots?

- The Steve.

Tuesday, May 18

FUCK I've got the SHITS.

Thanks to Jeff.

Fuck you cunt, i know you're doing it so i'll do this, but you're still a fucked cunt.

Jeff, why you'd think you'd have less trouble living with a constantly angry unemployed drug dealer and two others that are also unemployed rather than me is crazy. Some points to consider are that.. nah fuckit, you'll figure it out. But here's what i have to say..

1. If you really want to know what its like to live with me, ask Allan, he's the only one who will give you an unbiased and true opinion.

2. I don't eat other cunts food, i buy my own, you'd know Jeff cuz you took me shopping. Austin you'd know cuz you've seen me cook it.

3. I clean, check out my room and the band room, usually the cleanest places in the house. Im constantly picking up bits of rubbish etc.

To take my cleaning of your window with my face while i was drunk at your house as a reference to my cleaning abilities is stupid.

4. If someone gives something to me, it becomes mine. If they give it to me and Allan, it becomes mine and Allans, i'm speaking in reference to the fridge and washing machine here.
Richards, i won't fight about it, but i regard that fridge as mine & Als, since you gave it to us, to tell Jeff that he can have it without even asking me is a bit slack.
Jeff says he doesn't care either way, so i'm taking the fridge with me to Newtown pending that Al is cool with it.
If the situation came that you were moving out Richards and wanted the fridge, we'd talk about it then.

..What about Steve who reckons the washing machine is his because Shaun gave it to me, he gave it to me and the cunt still owes me money, so the washing machine comes with me.

5. Out of everyone in the 'crew' i've got the most experience with living out of home under fucked situations and making them work, i'm never late with rent or bills, nor do i have to be chased up (unlike others) & i always pay back my debts (unlike others).

Stop talking shit that you know is shit for the sake of giving me the shits cuz it does, it offends me, it is fucked that the you can make your mind up about someone and the more they try to defend themselves the more guilty you believe they are. It's like in the witch hunts, in fact it respresents so much of what is wrong with society..
I clean, i'm mature & pragmatic (mature about the important things i mean), i don't watch T.V 24/7(!!) i turn off light switches and i fucking make sure shit gets done, im employable & it was me who had to kick al's ass to get a job and on centrelink etc so he could pay rent.

So fuck up cunt. With your talking shit cuz it fucking shits me. Like those assholes at Jim Aitken that are so fucking rude to me and talk to me like i'm a kid when i've maintained their property since before they were our real estate and have always had the rent to them on time.

Tho our personalities may clash at times, that's no problem because we dont get hostile (unlike others).

So yeah, sorry but i had to have my rant. This goes to all you cunts who talk shit like 'Pablo never cleans' or 'Pablo would be fucked to live with', just wait till you live with someone who really doesnt clean or pay rent and is fucked to live with or steals from you and then you'll see how shit it really is. CUNTS.




p.s Oh and another thing, about m***n and that, look im not gonna tell no cunt, the only person that knows now that didnt know before, is me, since you had already told everyone else, Megan doesnt give a fuck, and neither do i, so neither should you.

p.p.s I updated my blog!!

Monday, May 17

WHAT THE FUCK????

Nice Weekend...



Despite me once again failing to live up to my promise to not take gas, the weekend turned out ok... My 'Date' on friday wasn't really a 'date' i just told Austin that to find out how much he's try to probe me for info. And probe he did, then he got angry coz i didnt tell him... He claims he didnt care but the 5 or so messages he sent trying to make me crack says otherwise. The 'date' was just me hanging out with Trina (ex) and scoring free drinks at the pub she works at, then getting stoned and passing out. (For the record the German chick story and the new desk were real events).

Saturday night i had one and a half lines of speed, and lots and lots of beer. I stopped drinking when i realised the beer wasnt doing much for me. I hung out with Clancy at hers with Steve and Autumn and Kansas for a limited time (he went home as business called). I ended up playing Halo when Clancy Crashed and then passing out myself to the sounds of aliens being killed.

All in all 'twas a good weekend, me and Kansas are yet to find a place to live due to scatteredness and commitment to eating free food at my parents.

Oh and Austin, there will be many more fake 'dates' (and real ones) untill you learn that my sex life isnt your business.