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UnwashedMass

Shared on Mon, 10/01/2007 - 13:48

Pictures.

I know, two blogs in one day, but I'm feeling like getting back to the old Mass. So in the words of 2Old4Duty, EAT IT! Or Profanity, Suck It!

Enjoy-

I live with the Master Chief. You can get those nerdhelmets on an 11yo head with enough leverage.

Just duct tape the mouth first.

 

The Hog, rear view. It will not be purple (Deep Plum) for long. Plum, wtf?

UnwashedMass

Shared on Mon, 10/01/2007 - 13:48

Pictures.

I know, two blogs in one day, but I'm feeling like getting back to the old Mass. So in the words of 2Old4Duty, EAT IT! Or Profanity, Suck It!

Enjoy-

I live with the Master Chief. You can get those nerdhelmets on an 11yo head with enough leverage.

Just duct tape the mouth first.

 

The Hog, rear view. It will not be purple (Deep Plum) for long. Plum, wtf?

UnwashedMass

Shared on Mon, 10/01/2007 - 12:16

Life's Soundtrack

Hatebreed may be a bunch of Boston a-holes, but they have some great lyrics.  Talking to me at the moment.  Quit snivelling, stand up, be a man.  Master yourself and all shall come to pass.  Enjoy.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Mon, 10/01/2007 - 12:16

Life's Soundtrack

Hatebreed may be a bunch of Boston a-holes, but they have some great lyrics.  Talking to me at the moment.  Quit snivelling, stand up, be a man.  Master yourself and all shall come to pass.  Enjoy.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sat, 09/29/2007 - 14:48

Today.

They are having the funeral.  Right now.  I'm at work, trying to keep my mind busy, but it's not working.  He's gone, his suffering is over.  I feel so fucking selfish sitting here feeling sorry for myself.  Then "I Will Always Love You" by The Cure comes on the radio and I really want to throw things.  I know in my head that she doesn't love me anymore.  I know she loves herself more than the boy and I.  I know in my head that she'll probably never be close to me again.  I know in my head that it takes time to get over this stuff.  I know that being at her father's funeral and not being pa

UnwashedMass

Shared on Sat, 09/29/2007 - 14:48

Today.

They are having the funeral.  Right now.  I'm at work, trying to keep my mind busy, but it's not working.  He's gone, his suffering is over.  I feel so fucking selfish sitting here feeling sorry for myself.  Then "I Will Always Love You" by The Cure comes on the radio and I really want to throw things.  I know in my head that she doesn't love me anymore.  I know she loves herself more than the boy and I.  I know in my head that she'll probably never be close to me again.  I know in my head that it takes time to get over this stuff.  I know that being at her father's funeral and not being pa

UnwashedMass

Shared on Fri, 09/28/2007 - 16:39

Godspeed.

I realized that my last tirade did no justice to the man that passed. I will try and amend that here. This is from memory, so please bear with my mistakes.

My father-in-law was a kind man and treated my son very well. He and I never quite saw eye to eye, but that can be chalked up to two very strong personalities. There was mutual respect.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Fri, 09/28/2007 - 16:39

Godspeed.

I realized that my last tirade did no justice to the man that passed. I will try and amend that here. This is from memory, so please bear with my mistakes.

My father-in-law was a kind man and treated my son very well. He and I never quite saw eye to eye, but that can be chalked up to two very strong personalities. There was mutual respect.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Wed, 09/26/2007 - 03:02

Dammit. Dammit.

So I get a TEXT MESSAGE from the soon-to-be ex. Tonight whle playing Halo3. Actually, We're playing, the boy's in his room with his friend racing through the campaign. After my blog this morning, I'm feeling pretty juiced. Life is good. Then texting begins.

UnwashedMass

Shared on Wed, 09/26/2007 - 03:02

Dammit. Dammit.

So I get a TEXT MESSAGE from the soon-to-be ex. Tonight whle playing Halo3. Actually, We're playing, the boy's in his room with his friend racing through the campaign. After my blog this morning, I'm feeling pretty juiced. Life is good. Then texting begins.

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