Well, yeah. Drunk again...but, ya know, I just had some microwaved Gumbys and damn, I'm happy!! That's all it takes. Cheese, dough, sauce, some tomatoes. Maybe mushrooms and sausage if I'm feelin' frisky (and rich). Had a good time at Shattered tonight w/Nate and Brett and others...and met up with Lane and Lins on the way home. Good times. I guess I'll watch some tv and eventually take a shower and go to bed. I'll have to fire up the space heater, 'cause I fucking hate cold weather, and I'm in the middle of Missouri. Something's wrong here! I need to relocate! I need beaches! 80 degree weather year 'round!! Someday...
-C

Goddam!
I went to ol' club Shattered tonight and got tore up. Good thing I have to work in a few hours!
My fiancee was givin' me a whole lotta shit, so that was fun. Hey, she was the one dancin' in the cage, not me.
Anyway, yeah. Parents are visitin' this weekend, so I got the apartment in shape. It's kinda funny, It always comes to pass that the craziest shit happens when my parents are stayin' in town a few blocks away at a hotel. So, something crazy is bound to happen this weekend, and I'm looking forward to it. I remember one time when I lived in Moberly that I happened to trip 'shrooms one Saturday night when the 'rents were down the street in a cheap motel. I got home (somehow), and there was apparently a huge party there while I was gone. I tried to clean it up, but nothing made sense. I was just moving empty beer bottles from one place to another, so I gave up. The next morning, my mom and dad were like, "So..guess you had a little party here last night, huh?" Yep. That's better than them knowing that I was hallucinating wildly and that I fell in love with a vacuum cleaner at the car wash down the street.
-C

Well, here I am at the keyboard, drunk again. I really don't have much news...Not much excitement here at camp Culito. 'Cept I have this really sharp pain just to the right of my left shoulder blade. I pulled something, but I don't know how or when. Must have been drunk, trying to lift up a car or something. It happens.
So what's up with y'all? I'm kinda curious as to who the hell visits this here blog, 'cause my stats say that a few people actually stop by. I'm sure the numbers are dwindling, 'cause I pretty much never update anymore. It's not like I don't get drunk. Far from it. I think I started this blog as a means to bitch, one of my favorite pastimes, but it's just the same old stuff: People are stupid, girls are crazy, I'm broke, There's this cute girl that works at so and so, I think she likes me, but she's probably crazy, blah blah blah. Someday I'll add some stuff and an "about me" page. But I am lazy and a professional procrastinator.
So anyway, drop me a comment or an email about what you'd like to see on the site.
Or not.
Fuck off,
Culito