What people think of me:
samramarie1416 (5:58:59 PM): umm, your awesome...
Hi Fungus (5:57:32 PM): I dont really know you that well. But I guess Id say youre more than I expected?
Hi Fungus (5:58:00 PM): or Id say pot.
Hi Fungus (5:58:08 PM): if its one word youre looking for
Twixs Pixi (5:57:23 PM): id say youre a little crazy
Twixs Pixi (5:57:26 PM): in a good way, of course
Less Thn Thre3 (5:57:56 PM): crazy lil fucker
Less Thn Thre3 (5:57:58 PM): lol
xombie3389 (6:03:34 PM): Your sexy
xombie3389 (6:03:39 PM): k im leaving work now so bye
TamiJoMagoo (5:58:31 PM): that you have the most gorgeous eyes i've ever seen
OnePickiPrincess (6:22:29 PM): kangaroo in a t-shirt
xDoctorPlacebo (9:36:13 PM): One thing ?
xDoctorPlacebo (9:36:22 PM): You're my fuckin Idol.
xDoctorPlacebo (10:04:56 PM): Did you hear me faggot
xDoctorPlacebo (10:04:58 PM): Idol
DNLALLLS (12:30:48 PM): yeha ur free u dont give a fuck bout who says or what does
SbrbnGangsta (12:32:06 PM): nice (if thats vague enough)
SbrbnGangsta (12:32:39 PM): u gave me cigs without me having to ask
SbrbnGangsta (12:32:44 PM): so amazing
myfavlullaby (12:34:03 PM): You give the best sex I've never had.
scapewithwings (12:39:40 PM): wicked awesome guy who likes that one beer
Howzer36 (12:55:13 PM): nigger tits
Howzer36 (12:55:14 PM): ?
Bigdealnqc (1:23:34 PM): A main dish of Awesome, a side dish of crazy, and the drink is 211
Visionary rai X (1:47:35 PM): would you marry me?
Whole in Mouth (2:02:45 PM): i think you are a lot of fun and cool to hang out with
Scum xx Kill (12:23:34 AM): genuine
Scum xx Kill (12:24:16 AM): because you are you and there is no one else like you.. because you are rue
Scum xx Kill (12:26:53 AM): but yeah.. and you are pretty much the nicest guy ever even though you like to push everyones buttons..but you have a big heart..done XD
shadowhawk1605 (1:09:13 AM): you rock
prettyrip (4:40:54 PM): you're a very caring person that would do anything for your family... the ones you like like at least
MobOAngryFarmrs9 (6:30:47 PM): For teh length of time I've known you.
I have just learned.
There is no point to argue.
As much as I hate to say it.
You always win.
If you even want to call it that.
Basically.
You're louder.
MobOAngryFarmrs9 (6:33:09 PM): You're an ass.
MobOAngryFarmrs9 (6:33:13 PM): Asshole.x3
PeNdIsK419 (6:05:38 PM): Your... an asshole who always thinks he's right.... even when clearly, he is not... strawberry and all!!!! oh yeah... and he's the spokesman for 211...
viciousshine999 (9:36:10 PM): Rue... you're sweet. Sweeter than ... a cup of sugar on Frosted Flakes.
Loves:
Skateboarding
Music
Video games
Friends
Ellie
Beer
Acid
My car
The sky
My family
Working
Fall nights
Airsoft
Ellie
Batman
Iowa
Raw meat
Hates:
Superman
Sleep
R&B
Florida
Doing nothing
Living small animals
GM
Most of the music you listen to
Beans
Pennies
Monday comes, I start the cycle, wake up, turn the first alarm off and wait in bed for the second one. The second one comes, so I debate on getting out of bed, of course I do. Throw my work boots on and leave just in time. I get to work, and wait for my boss to get there. Ten minutes later he shows up, somehow the lowest man on the totem pole is the only one on time. I spend most of the day standing around hoping that someone will show me how to do something new, the reason why I have the job. The day is spent in silence for the most part, with the occasional small talk. Work's over, I bitch to myself about how few hours I got that day. Drive home. Proceed to the basement, work out for an hour, or until I get a headache. Sweating and sore I make my way to the shower, clean myself off, then get on the computer. Ellie's on, we talk for awhile eventually I start to get tired so I head out. The next hours a blur of drugs and taking care of belligerent friends. I either sleep or don't, either way.
Tuesday's here, I get around to going to work, first one there, waiting. The rest of the day proceeds the same as the last.
Wednesday, the hump day. Wake up, put my work boots on, and head to work. The work day ends up the same as before, waiting, waiting, waiting. Go home, work out a little less, still sore from Monday. I get online after my shower and talk to Ellie for most of the day, sometimes I end up drunk, some days I don't. Eventually I sleep.
The most dreaded day of the week, Thursday. I don't want to get out of bed. My boss tends to show up before I do, he gives me a half hearted lecture on how I shouldn't drink the night before work. I consider telling him off. Of course I don't. After what seems like forever I head home and shower. Ellie comes after the shower, but only in the time line. Thursday usually ends up the same as Wednesday, only I generally go to bed earlier then usual.
Friday. The start of the reason why I work and live. I wake up at the first alarm, I'm ready before I have to leave, so I sit on the computer for a little bit and listen to music. All day I wait for the day to end. How much time do I spend waiting anymore? The day comes to an end, I sit in my car for a few minutes reviewing the day and making sure my work planner is right, tally up my hours. The car turns over and I'm on my way home. Working out isn't mandatory today. I don't spend much time talking to Ellie today, it's the start of my weekend and there's too much drinking and debauchery to sit around. I spend the next hours going from place to place, drinking beer and bullshitting. Around 11 I make my way to Ashley's house. The whole Grove is usually there, except Sharday, whose either at work or taking care of Silas. Hours go by and everyone's drunk. I'm one of the only ones not being belligerent, so I get to play the father figure. Why do I get drunk with them if I end up being responsible? Eventually I make my way to Kiowa/Corey/Dingo/Lily/Danny/Danny's house and pass out on the couch.
It's been Saturday for half the day, but I'm up now, the rest of the daylight is spent in preparation of the night and good clean sober fun with non-Grove friends. The sun goes down, and the beer gets raised. Friday night is spent much the same as Saturday. The floor next to Sharday's couch usually ends up my bed though.
Holy shit, it's Sunday! The cycle ends. I wake up and have coffee and cigarettes. I do all of my last minute work schedules and head home. Ellie's text leads to my eventual sleep.
My cycle.
