Michael King

Holy Christ insomnia sucks the huge, flappy, destructive, whale testicles. I stand here in my 90 degree room wondering... How aliens do the nasty... Instead of sleeping. I like sleeping, but I dont like making my self go to sleep. Its mostly uncomfortable, and waking up sucks bigger cock than insomnia.

But I just got back from a Halo party with my friends and we came up with a few good one liners... "He just wont die! He's like a civil rights speaker!" "No he's not possesed... He just has some friends over for company"

Only a few more days until I am back in clemson. I hope it dosnt disappear soon. That would suck. Suck like a new born. Suck like a milk processor. Suck like... a big sucky thing. Why do I sit here trying to write funny shit. No one reads this anyways.

So I havnt wanked it today yet. I think i need to go do that.

Ok so I said I wasn't gonna actually blog.. But holy shit am I bored. Living in this glorious, splindiferous, cum bucketish town Rock Hill really takes a toll out on a person.

I can't even go through a day with out wondering how I could spend 10 years here. Its fucking unbelievable. This town litterally is the abyss of all that is boring and lifeless. This place is where everyone who has no aspiration to achieve anything in life comes, to, well achieve nothingness. It makes me just want to bukkake all over this piece of shit town.

Being back in this town makes me realize how much I like staying in Clemson. More friends, More to do, More babes. Its just terrible. The shadowy slums of Charlotte, and when Charlotte is pretty fucking boring you know that Rock Hill is gonna be... fuck it.

The sad thing is that people from other cities or towns say Clemson is the boring place. Jesus I couldnt comprehend how much fun I could have some where... Civilized.

But anyways to help with the Entertainment value of this here is some shit I just decided to make up.

I woke up today around the average summer time of 2ish. The day had the dull sensation of thick heated lazyness about it self and combined with a mask of bugs making my house their home and a stuffy farm land smell in the air I woke up chipper and ready to take what this wonderful day had to offer. So I went to my computer, and watched some porn... The perfect start to this day. After that excruciating task was completed I started frolicing around my room scared of the demon that just came out of my No-No Zone.

To be continued...

So, after hearing of the bajillions of members on this... thing, called live journal I decided being very bored this night that I will conform and join the ranks of the legion. Though I do not really plan to blog as that, is for the homos. Rather I will use this space to write short retarded stories to ejaculate my creative juices into. I hope you readers enjoy and check back... some time.