Friday, July 29, 2005

   Roof on, energy gone
Got the roof on.
I'm so tired.
I can't type more.
Falling asleep at keys.
Must go.
Later.
Chance.
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Sunday, July 24, 2005

   Fudgeck
I hate the life I have.
It is pure hell.
Shitty to put it nicely.
I only have one good friend, he's always there for me, but he doesn't really have emotions, so it's like talking to a a wall.
I have another, but I only talk to him once in a blue moon.
I'm just sick of all this.
I have to figure something out.
I'm losing it.
Late - r
Lance
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Thursday, July 21, 2005

   Damn that rap music.
Hey everyone.
I'm bored out my mind.
None my friends are on, none of my chatty friends anyway.
I'm just screwing around on Torn City again.
I'm level ten now, if you play, you know that's a pretty big deal.
Actually, if you don't, you should check it out.
www.torncity.com
Oh, oh, if you join, use this link, it'll help me out, I think.

http://www.torncity.com/register.php?XID=51998

Well, yeah, now that I am done slutting myself, I think I'ma go.
I have a bunch of shit to do. Read books, write reports, damn AP english.
*sigh*
I'll talk to you yall later.
Damn, no one checks here, except like three people.
*hug*
I love you three people.
Thanks, later.
Lance.
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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

   Wow
Man, my summer has gone so fast.
I go back to school in like two weeks and some change.
All I have to show for it is a semi-built house, but honestly, I'd rather have, like, some fun under my belt.
I will next summer I'm sure.
^__^
Man, I was working today, in Keystone, my landscaping job, and I always think when I do it.
I was reminded today of a poem'esque thing I came up with when my friend with fuzzy ears ( reaches through space fold and itches his ears ) ( Yah know, I probably just lost a finger, either to ol fuzzy ears biting it off, or attacking it with a chainsaw ) was chatting with me.
I got all mysterious and said this.

Roots

When a seed grows into a flower, it shoots out roots in all directions.

Those roots grow along with the flower.

Though, when you clip that flower off, and take it away, all that is left are the roots.

The flower, the beutiful object, is gone, leaving only roots, to stay and die.

Kinda a sad thing, but, meaningful at the time.
I was making a lot, I mean A LOT of analogies that day.
Well, it's like late, and people need talking to, and calming down, damn all my pyscho friends.
Later all ya'll
Lance.
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Sunday, July 17, 2005

   Late nights at my bud's house.
It's like two in the morning and I'm at my buddy Jarretts house.
It is myself, Jarrett, and John Michael, some little girl named Mckayla just left. Real bright little 11 year old.
This computer is really messed up.
You have to use the task thing to do stuff, because the explorer is gone.
X_X
Anyways, I think I am going to go to bed, sadly, none of my friends are on the computer anymore.
Well, good bye all, take it easy.
Lance.
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Friday, July 15, 2005

   Long days.
Well, the house is coming along well, with the blood and sweat of my body, I mean.
Seriously, I keep getting slashed open, and bleeding on the wall panels. Oh, and if you know anything about Florida, you know that it is REALLY hot in the sun, and that it's muggy, you sweat REALLY bad when you do hard work, and if you know my dad, he makes me do REALLY hard work.
Heh, that was fun, the typing, not the work. Geez, I'm hungry, REALLY hungry.
A friend of mine got his own apartment and I am super happy for him. Hope everything goes well, oh yee fuzzy eared one.
Anyways, Sunday is my official day off. If my family wasn't poor, and my dad paid me for my work, which is skilled labor, which is in high demand here in Florida, I would be makin $11.55 an hour.
Yeah, wow.
As of now, my father gives me nothing, at all. Not even thanks.
'Good job', hell no.
Well, I'm done whining like a little stuck up, prissy english child, later all you underworked, blessed people you.
Oh, I'm just kidding, most people who are actually on here ( the otaku ) don't live easy/happy lives.
I hope everyones lives are good/ getting better.
Love ya'll!!
Sheffield... out!
Lance.
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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

   *step* Owe. *step* *pop* *crack* Owe.
Well, I officially have re-learned how much I can hurt.
For some reason, every possible injury I have that still pops and/or grinds and/or snapps and/or really frickin hurts, started really frickin hurting this morning. Today, we started work early, in the heat. We ( my father and me while building our house ) put up some walls, but I got stuck on the white outside part IN THE DIREcT SUNLIGHT! Well, it glared in my eyes, and I had a headache, then I got heat exhaustion, and fell off a six foot ladder. Yes, I fainted. I F***ING! fainted. I have a big bruise *pokes big purple welt thing on back of head* ouchy... Okay, anyways, we now have two of the twelve exterior walls up, and that is after two days. Hell is hell, with or without flames, today I found out, that applies also to FEElING like you're ON fire. My wrist ( the one I busted but good ) hurts today, and is popping more often. I am complaining, I admit it, but it's all I can do, because none of my friends are on, and I can't vent. This damn situation seems so hopeless, but there are people out there ( none of them I have had any kind of sexual relations with ) who sorta kinda need me, so there is always hope. Mainly my buddies ex outta state, shes insane, like suicidal, I had to be nice to get her to puke up the pills, damn I hate having to be good at that, but hey, what are good people for? Meh, for getting the shit end of the stick. I need a hug, cause when I try to stand up, I am gonna fall over. WHERE IS EVERYONE TODAY! Man, I'm hungry.
I need to get away, from all of this, forever, like this whole work thing, constantly hovering over my head, I mean if we had money, and I got paid, I would be okay, but I don't, so it's all just free, and it is hard work, work I usually get paid ten bucks an hour for when I do my landscaping business. My stomach is growling, my dad decided I didn't need lunch, or breakfast today. I swear... nothing.
Geez.
I need help.
No I don't, I just need some rest.
Later,
Chance

Dumbass
( Lance )

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Monday, July 11, 2005

   Major work starts today.
Well, today we begin putting up the walls on our house.
This long awaited day is here.
The day the house really starts to take shape.
NO MORE SHED!
Well, not just yet, but we are getting there.
Though, it will be hard, hot work for the rest of my summer, and then probably all the way through next year, but who cares.
I always have next summer.
Well, I have to go get ready, and meditate, to pysche myself up.
Well, hope everyone has a good day.
Later.
Lance.
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Sunday, July 10, 2005

   I am back.
Hello all.
I am back from my vacation.
Had a great time.
Oh, and guess the HELL what!?!?!
I HAVE A KILLER TAN!
*sigh*
Yes, I know, vanity is the devil, but still, I am very proud, except for the hand print on my shoulder where I put too much sun screen.
Though, it is kinda cool, the handprint, looks like the mark of the oraki from LOTR.
Anyways I am back and will be posting everyday.
Me and my father will resume work on our house tommorow.
*sigh*
Well, hope everyone has been good.
Lance.
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Saturday, July 2, 2005

   I'm leaving tommorow.
Wello!
That is 'well' and 'hello' in one.
Well, I am leaving tommorow.
I am going to Salt Springs for a week in my brothers camper.
*sigh* I will have such a good time. I am, however, sad I won't be able to talk to my friends and what not. Though, I am sorry, but, I will probably forget all my friends when I get there C:P
I have fins and a mask and all that, but my bro is bringing his boat and wake boards and all that stuff!!!
My kinda stuff!
My brothers are awesome.
My brother steven, the six foot six one is more into redneck stuff, like mudbogging, but he is still awesome.
Now Tommy, he is like rock and just all the cool stuff in life!
Man I am so pysched.
Well, I still have some packing to do, I hope you all have a great week, later days!
Lance.
To my friend with fuzzy ears, Thank you ^__^
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