Random thoughts............

I was going to sit down here and write all this crap, you know went about it, but really what am I ? 16 ? I don't think so. Here's the deal; shit sucks. There are a lot of reasons why I fell shit sucks, so there you have it. It is not like I should go around and share or that any one really cares. This is grown up land, sucks it up and deal. Now enjoy fun filed pictures from my life.

By the way, do you know what it fells like to be alone even when you are with someone else ?

Playing catch up.

Where to start ? In short — started oil painting, Paul and Roger's tattoo machines rock, watched grown men eat chicken and give eskimo kisses and last but not least was dressed up as a porn star. How could life get any better ?

Hvor skal jeg begynne ? For at gore det kort - begynnede at lave oilie maling, Paul og Roger's tattooverings maskiner er fantastiske, saa to voksne mend spise kylling uden deres trojer paa og fik lavet sminke som en porno stjerne.

Been being creative/Ben sidder og er kreativ
Tina and Roger's Wonder dog Beanie/Tina of Rogers hund Beanie
Paul working in the garage/Paul arbjder i garagen
Here they are, the machines/Her er di, maskinerne.
Paul and Roger in full swing/Paul of Roger i fuld gang
In Texas we eat chickin with out our shirts on/I Texas spiser vi kylling uden vores sjorter paa.


All of this took place weeks ago, and I have just been too lacy to actually write about it. Except the porn star part, that was yesterday.

alt det her var for uger siden, og jeg har bare veret for doven til at skrive om det. Bortset fra det med at ligne en porno stjerne, det var i gaar.