I'm at andy's. We just got back from hanging out with Kristin. She was my roommate for a couple of years and Andy banged her a couple of months after I moved to Buffalo.
She called up Andy tonight and told him her boyfriend dumped her and it's her birthday. I was in the car with Andy and when he told me who it was I got Andy to call her back and we went to get her drunk but she doesn't drink so... i don't know.
We drove all over looking for a bumper sticker for my car. We went to waffle house and I played some music on the music machine there. I kept trying to figure out if Andy and Kristin should have something going on. Maybe they should. I don't know. I refuse to be jealous but I can't help but comparing the two of us, me and kristin.
She and I both bought the purple rain sound track this week at different thrift stores. Funny. Well, Kristin is skinny as hell were as I'm getting a little plump. She's pale, I'm tan. She's loud and agressive in the sack and I'm quite and subtle. She and I both chain smoke cowboy killers. She lets Andy continously bum smokes without bitching about it like I do. She lives much closer to andy.
Jesus. What's wrong with me? Andy doesn't get upset when I hang out with people I've fucked before. I'm just being weird. I reckon I should go upstairs and fuck his brains out but I masterbated with water pressure already so I've had my orgasam fix for the day.
I've been working on this syllabus all week. Its rough. I'm afraid to lecture. I need to get together with all my teaching friends and get some advice I think. I've enjoyed being here in Georgia. Its easier. I went to a bonfire party last night and caught up with some old friends. Slim, Big-D, Tria, Lacy Dale, John B, jodbie, and the gang. I took my sister and she tried to make off with some dudes cowboy hat. It did look better on her.
My new favorite country song is Highwayman, by willie and waylon.
I've realized that one of the things I like about country music is the anti-materilasm message that some of the songs have. Her are a few experts


Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice
But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV
I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me

GRETCHEN WILSON , Redneck Woman


So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldn’t understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told ’em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

DOLLY PARTON, Coat of Many Colors

is numb. Thats the last time I go to the damn dentist for a while.

My Dad came home laughing because the chemical spill everyone was talking about that they shut down four schools for turned out to be smog and that's it.

I went to the dentist today and he tried to saw off my face. I went to the eye doctor the day before and he tried to poke out my eyes. My sister just said its hazy outside because of a chemical spill in the town over. My mom bought me some jeans that show off my back fat. I've been teaching my niece how to play pinball on the PC.










Here is an old chicken house.






This is in the city limits of Adairsville.





The lil white building is the old jailhouse.




This is out behind the pasture.

These pictures are of the abandoned trailer behind the pasture.

Soyeon, I'm happy you are having fun! Here are some photos I took on my way back from atlanta last night. I have a car now!















Mawmaw's house

Let us all take a moment to celebrate the life of the great Buffalonian, Rick James!

I just membered that I once went to Dollywood when I was a kid. They had a jailhouse where inmates jumped out of trash cans and spit in your ears also they had a two sory gift shop where you could go on the other side of a wall and stick your head through a hole so it looked to the store shoppers like you were mounted like a deer. It was a beautiful thing.

Bob Dylan Lyrics

"With God On Our Side"

Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And the land that I live in
Has God on its side.

Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.

The Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns on their hands
And God on their side.

The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for fighting
I never did get
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.

When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.

I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war comes
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.

But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.

In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.

So now as I'm leavin'
I'm weary as Hell
The confusion I'm feelin'
Ain't no tongue can tell
The words fill my head
And fall to the floor
If God's on our side
He'll stop the next war.

Chris hates moleface lou. He works with her. He hates her because he thinks she steals the tip money and because she is obnoxious and loud and doesn't deserve to be in Chris's presense. So yeah, thats the jist of it.

Chris = Andy's kid brother, if 20's a kid.

I'm here in Atlanta. My flight got in around 10:30 last night. I took the subway to the art center stop and Andy picked me up. Then we watched and helped Chris and Ben name their video game football players and give them their various powers and what not. It was mellow.

I've talked to my Mom. I don't know how I'm going to get over to Adairsville yet. My mom made me an appointment with the eyedocter and that scares me becasue the eye docter is going to be totally pissed at me for wearing my contacts in an unhealthy way. I really need to see the dentist before my teeth fall out but they're all booked up while I'm here. It looks like I have to find a good dentist in buffalo. Anyone have good recomendations?

Here I am in a house of 5 guys. They'e all nice. I wish Andy wasnt working 9 to 5. What a way to make a living. I watched him get dressed for work this morning. He has a great ass. If I were a boy I would want an ass like Andy's.

I can't wait to get to Adairsville and see Kiah. She is a little sweetheart, ya know? It's about 95 outside but I'm freezing because of the damn AC.

Soyeon, Darlin, I love ya.

sorry for the spelling yawl I aint got no time for the spell check. I tried.