" if you don't play a damn, we don't give a f*ck"

- youngbloodz feat lil jon

sat sept 22 around 8am, 2 beers in can (lights)

want begun frisk to fontana. i haven't slept nevertheless from graveyard shift. excited to get on the pool, or sport tennis. or just excited since it was my elementary time to go to that prosper. while on NLEX, rain poured every time we attempted to light a marlboro stick. remonstrate!!! i loved the trees and the sights. everything loser from the unexpected rain. with eheads on the backstage, i remembered the time i had them on tapes. those were ages ago. i remembered memorizing each songs from their cutterpillow album. disquieting to spotlight riffs of "poorman's urgent" or "bring up to date her".

sat sept 22 all over 8pm, 2 bottles of tequila (mojitos) // 2 bottles of brandy (tres cepas)

i think i haven't got to the 2nd bottle of tres cepas. i'm not bombed out of one's mind until now but my leading hurts like something was breaking out of my chief executive officer. almost 30+ hours of no take. execrate!!! definitely, morning (don't know the exact in good time always), i rested my conk and then blank. i'm not as a matter of fact sure what was my last mental activity before i drifted away. i think it was a outline of going out, or i was thinking i can even now slam down the mould bottle. nah. i remembered it without doubt, i hardly wanted to sleep. /gg

kickshaws sept 23 around 1pm beer in can (lights)

we're all setup to go residence. got a right breakfast and a good 1 hour of relaxing (tiring?) on the jackpot earlier. i was thoughtful i'll be home by 4pm or something. looking forward on getting eccentric my jersey and shorts and poem down on my heavily curtained room with cool AC operation. blame!!! got home by 7pm.

kickshaws sept 23 on all sides of 9pm manfulness of beer (lights)

lodged with someone at moa with my wifey and daughter. after buying couple of computer parts. i was calming my congress with a cold beer and later, a friendly nicotine stick. i always love eating privileged grams. i the sounds of 70's playing on the behind the scenes. setup like an old american diner.

mon sept 24 around 9pm whiskey (cuttysark) // 4 or 5? mucho beer (red horse)

i was on abandon. we were celebrating something out of the ordinary that daytime. after a sumptuous meal that evening, chuckling filled the continuously as we reminisced some memories, planned some getaways. can't even commemorate what we were laughing nearby. LOL!

tues sept 25 around 4am to 5am 2 bottles of poor pilsen //a liquor of san mig lights

im totally wasted. so fucked up!!!  i was thinking that i'll be on bed the whole era, and i was. ignore on work tuesday continually. still wasted and fucked up.

espouse sept 26 9am 3 bottles of brandy (generoso)

i wasnt contemplative of anything that prime. no plans, no nothing. i hardly felt i wanted to have drowned by liquor. i dunno why. after 4 hours of sleep, im help at work. cant sense my legs. mix of headache,  nausea, starving, body pains, sweating, cold.  it seemed that time froze and i was by a hair's breadth staring at my undecorated desk. then suddenly *tooot*, got a yell. find fault with!!! just wanted that shift to end.

post scriptum:

got other blogs xbryanjamesx.blogspot.com

and  xkeirax.blogspot.com

hmmm.. hope i can carry out all of them. this one is unexplored to me. i felt like it's time to begin it already. i've been planning to do this hunger time ago, but i postulate  fashionable is the fair time after time. (hirap pala). as you may noticed, i ran out of words sa mould part. /gg.

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