||[Aug. 21st, 2006|02:46 am]
7 months till 'm a godda'.|
Never thought there was anythin' I could be so impatient over.
Shit, iss makin' me want a cig. I've been doin' fine without 'em, I don' need 'em now. Shut up, body.
Dunno whot to do with the royalty checks an' stuff from th' toys. Put 'em in a chest like a real pirate, I figger.