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Early Morning Hours
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Throught my High School/College life, I was always partying till the early hours, and waking up in the next day during the late ones. Ohh how I do not miss those days. I woke up this morning at 5:00 am, made myself some coffee, started the CNN news, read slashdot, and fark. And if I wanted (had I not gotten laid last night), I would even have time to jack off. Without interuption.
The point is, I have relaxing time with myself. Time when the outside world is still in check waiting to move. I might not have crickets, but I can hear what few cars are scrambling about on the Geroge Bush Tollway.
It is always nice to slow down once in awhile. It becomes even more eloquent, and enjoyable as you get older. It helps time slow down so you can enjoy yourself. In my opinion we move way to fast these days. There is no more stopping to smell the roses, we would rather speed by, and hope to catch a whiff.
With all this extra time to think, I got a story to share:
My wife, kid, Lucas and I were all at the mall picking out my wife a new anniversary ring (and me a xbox). While we were at the jewlery store, Coral (my daughter) tells looks to Lucas and says "Come sit next to me, big boy". Seeing how I dont think Lucas has ever been flirted with by a 2 1/2 year old, he turned bright red. Im talking redder than a tomato. So now Lucas is "Big Boy", and has even named one of her dolls after him: Big Boy Lucas. If you talk to Lucas tell him Coral says "Hi Big Boy", and watch how red he gets.
MORE:
I called the cops yesterday on a black couple for the hell of it pretty much. We were driving down the road, and I noticed a maroon piece of shit Honda occupied by a black couple. They were speeding along at a fast rate when they passed me. I noticed the passenger was holding a newborn baby (racial additive: they were black). I could really give a shit the majority of the time (i dont mind a little population control), but the guy looked right at me when they passed, and he knew I was going to NARC(tm). It was a nice stress reliever to fuck someone over like that. I hope CPS takes away the kid.
CONCLUSION:
Lately I have felt alot like kicking someone in the fucking adams apple. First person that gives me an excuse, ANY excuse, they better hope they can defend themselves, cause Im getting shotty on their ass. So much for peaceful time.
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