Dweller

I have a bad habit of dwelling on things, especially in the past, where I screwed up. One incident in particular was when I went hunting at an early age, 12 or so. Many of were loading up when I felt neglected ... No one was talking to me; I had a 22 rifle. So to get attention I shot my rifle in the ground at the onset of the field. Boy did I get attention then. My dad ran over to me and yelled 'you could've shot your foot, Gary!' I told him I was just practicing, or seeing if the gun worked ok.
There are many such memories that I cannot get out of my mind. Ok, we all screw up from time to time, I just hate to, guess I'm sort of a perfectionist. But I guess I'll try dwelling more in the house of the Lord.

bedrest

Now I know why my mom stays in bed so often; it is nice.

all out of luck but not friends...

well, even if i can't seem to get a job i still have my cat

make money and have honeys

It's true, and so sad, the more lute you have the more friends appear.
Dear God, why do all the geeks have the sexy looking girls? Money is everything! But love rules.

how to get ahead

You can't just dream all day! Ever think of dying? I'd hate to die in quicksand.
It's hard to get a decent job these days. Ever wonder where we started?

afraid of dying

It would be awful to die falling, or to die in quicksand. I want to go in my sleep, peacefully, without pain and anguish - how about you?