~ dirty sock ~

Liff's decided that he 100% wants my stuff in his work, i supose i should be flattered. i dont know wether to say actully yeah, you can have it, for the factor of my stuff could go somewhere other than stay with me. or to see the sensible side of things and say ... no you carnt have it, its all mine mwahahaha. hmmm. i need a split of what ever is on offer i think, no i know this, but yet im still tied with it, and i dont no why?
The guys that play with me are adimit that we go and play in a few week at some soul bar, my first iniatal reaction was no way, not anymore, but i supose what the hell fuck it?. you dont get anywhere with anything if you dont try it right, and ive done it before, im proud of what ive done actully, its something i didnt think that was me, i still dont on the surface, but i love what it makes you feel like when you sing something you mean. its like them understanding moments where you have got something off your chest, the feeling where your cool and calm.
you really do understand music more when you actully do a bit yourself, lyrics arnt just lyrics and you understand the hidden stuff people sing about.

the wake up calls really kicked in and my aim is ... to get fat no more! ... i supose you get a comfort zone, but im gunna get back to how i was, i dont think the wash board stomach is so bad anymore and im going to get it well its will be flat. i phoned my old gym trainer this mornin, he is ace to work with and is one of these people that just wont let you stop, they annoy they fuck out of me, i crnt stand someone telling me what to do when you can prevent it but in this case, its very useful but he fine to take me on again, so i think its major work out time. so good bye fatty you were comfortable while you where here, but not good to look at.

i find that sometimes i supose like always news runs dry, so stories in the news get blown up as big as they can before they pixalate to much, but i think you can always start to see the distortion after reading about 4 lines into it. you see that if there was better ' gossip ' the story would remain about 2 paragraphs long, but instead there about 7 or 8. i supose you start to yawn.