He that does evil that good may come, pays a toll to the devil to let him into heaven
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Well after a long night of getting lost and seeing some really freaky stuff I finally woke up from my nap. I went archery hunting for black bears today since the state open the season up for them with archery for like the first time ever. So last night me and my buddy Doug went on a nice road trip to try to hunt for them. Well after a nice drive and getting lost within the state game lands and seeing a mountian lion we found a good spot to hunt around 4:30 am. We were about 9 miles within the forrest when we came upon a bloody sneaker. Which the blood on the sneaker was somewhat fresh. So at this point of the hunt Doug loaded his 308 rifle and I put my bow back in my bag and loaded my 45 glock pistol. At this time we thought it would no longer be a good time to be bear hunting in this part of the forrest because of the sneaker. You always here these stories about serial killers living in the state game lands to keep one step of the law. So we very carefully made our way back to the car. Once we got back to the car we were both a little freaked out so we kept the 45 in the front with us and got the sks from the trunk and made up our minds that we going to leave that section of the game lands. After traveling 20 minutes on a dirt logging road we seen the other missing sneaker of the side of the road. At this point Doug is going and flipping out and saying lets get the hell out of this place. About 400 yards down this road we find a truck with hits head lights on and the doors open with no one around but we later see a flash light going through the woods. So we picked up speed to get off of that road and back to civilization till day break. It was just all to strange to see someone else on this road at 4:30 am. One thing was for sure I wasn't going to be the next pair of sneakers scattered out on that mountian so me and doug just left the black bears have their peace for today and went home.
So today I went to apply for some more jobs. I went to the main Wal-Mart Warehouse that is the size of like a military base it just blows your mind how big this walmart building is!!! So I filled out an application around 2:30 along with 50 other people that were there at the time. Which the secretary was kind of checking me out and making small talk with me which she seemed to be a very nice young lady. Well I came home then and tried to get some lose ends tied up for my archery trip wednesday for black bears and no sooner did I leave at 5 I got a call from walmart saying I got an interview......so I kind of think maybe that secretary had something to do with that....so now I have to wake up at 7 tomorrow to go for my interview and its 2 am now lol.....so I guess I should really try to get some sleep and stop surfing mindsay for the night......
She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
She broke his heart: He spent his whole life trying to forget.
We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time,
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
Until the night:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said: "I'll love her till I die."
And when we buried him beneath the willow,
The angels sang a whiskey lullabye.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself.
For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time,
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind.
Until the night:
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away his memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
We laid her next to him beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a whiskey lullabye.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la,
I thought I would change my picture today on mindsay so I found one of my back tattoo so I thought I would use that for a picture for awhile lol
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
I had weldding tonight which went really good I only have 2 more sessions and I can't wait till I am done. I was told tonight that the trade school I attended was going to have an open house tomorrow but I don't know if I want to go or not. I just miss my old shop a little and the good times I had with some of my classmates. I know that my instructor wasn't to happy with me when I got my GED because I was top of his class and was going to compete for him this year but I don't think he really understood my reasons for why I dropped out. Well I guess I will write more later when I get the chance.
Fate doesn't want me going to Subway
