you dont always have to be a hero

i usually love nightmares for some reason. i always wake up from them with an adrenaline rush and it feels pretty good getting one since i dont skateboard anymore. but there is one nightmare ive had a few times i just absolutely hate, its ones in which my older brother is killed in a line of duty. my brother is a cop, just like my dad. ive had nightmares about my dad being killed also and i hate having those too. i just worry about them. i dont know where my life would be without them. especially my older brother, he may be an ass most of the time but he has shown me huge kindness by letting me live with him. i just hope he never catches me smoking weed.

what the fuck am i watching

there is apparently a MAD tv show on cartoon network and its full of sexual innuendos and shit. its highly crude and poorly drawn. i think im in love. or maybe im just high. yeah, im pretty high right now watching this shit.

my gun doesnt make me a big man but it lets me function like one

just got back from the shooting range with my younger brother. its strange because he likes guns, drives a truck and cowboy's butts drive him nuts. not the typical gay guy. only bad thing is i got hit with hot brass being ejected out of my gun. that really fucking hurts. i would hate to get shot with a bullet. about to go drink a beer, watch tv and smoke a bowl in true american spirit.