Yeah that's right. Christmas music. I used to think Jon was crazy when he busted open his Christmas music in September, but today I just had a craving for some Trans Siberian Orchestra music. That's definitely a record for me. Christmas music on July 29. I guess that saying "Christmas in July" actually has some truth to it!
Things are just not going well. I could sit on here and type for hours complaining about all the bad things going on right now. I feel myself becoming bitter and I'm just not happy with much thats going on in my life. This isn't a good point in my life. Things just aren't going the right way. So to spare you several hours, I'll stop here. If you really want to know more, email, call, text, IM, comment, or whatever me and I'll expatiate for you. -The Bum
So obviously (or maybe not so obviously) this isn't my back. BUT I did get burned about that bad, or worse on my entire back. On Friday I was weeding in my backyard (topless!) for less than an hour, but I still got burned horribly. Saturday my back started to itch. I don't mean like -oh scratch my back for a second-. I mean like SCRATCH MY BACK DOWN TO THE BONE NOW WITH A WIRE BRUSH OR I WILL GO FREAKIN INSANE!!!!!!No joke. I'm telling you, I've never had anything itch so horribly in my life. Plus, when I did scratch it, it burned horribly because of my sunburn. So now that you've heard me complain about it, you can hear the plus side. I might be completely insane from thinking this, and if I am, it's still okay. I think God is trying to get my attention. I've ignored him for so long and he's such a small part of my life that there's no other way for him to get me. You see, I've had a serious string of injuries for the past month. I'm not the kind of person that gets hurt a lot, so I'm trying to find a purpose in all my pain. I mean... why else would I be getting myself injured and burned and whatever else? Yeah, it could just be a run of my carelessness showing, but I'd rather find a good purpose in it all. What do you think? -Burn Boy
Yep, you heard me right. I'm a cutter. Okay fine, so the cuts I have are accidents. At work I jabbed my finger open with a knife, probably should have got stitches, but I'm too cool for stitches. Then yesterday I cut myself on a crate of corn. Yeah, so my hand is jabbed up pretty good. My parents told me I need to wear leather gloves to work to protect my hands. The first cut (the really bad one) happened on last tuesday or wednesday. I dont want to get soap or water on the wound, so i havent washed that one finger. It smells NASTY. That's about all thats happenin lately