oh shitbees.

found out this morning that these strange people have started to show up at my door asking for money on behalf of my dad (whom i haven't seen in a good three days :D:D:D) and has been trying to scam money from my grandmother and mom. so if i die, avenge me. i'm quite serious about this because i know one thing, if my preminisions are right, my family's gonna die and i'm gonna have to either sucseed in avenging them or die trying.

well, darker news aside, we got a car! haven't seen it yet, but it's all good.

that reminds me, i don't know why, but i gotta find the nut driver so i can fix my bike seat. and get your mind out of the gutter. b/c it'll prob. hurt like a mother fucker.

that's about it. i'm off to find the nut driver and place knives and weaponry all around the house. stratigically of course.

peace,

out-to-kill-or-be-killed psycho