Who Is Going To Die Next?

Some people might think, that only because I’ve been on crazy meds for the last 16 years and I don’t blog much about my OCD, everything must be A OK… but it’s not. Every fucking day, I worry about my wife, daughter, son or dog dying. I try to keep my mind busy to stop the thoughts, but that’s also fucking stressing and demanding. I’ll tell you, when it comes to my OCD, there are good days, bad days and worst days. But those were the cards that I was dealt with when I came into this rock we call earth.

No Alcohol Effect

Good morning and happy Sunday kids. I’m happy to say that yesterday my wife and daughter had a big time birthday celebration and they loved it.

As for me? I don’t know how many beers I had last night, but after everything was said and done, I went to bed and I didn’t continue drinking this morning the way that I usually do, which is fucking great. I don’t know, but I really think that something changed in my brain, because I’m not drinking like a crazy person, the way that I used to do on the weekends, which is good. As a matter of fact, today I feel great because I don’t have a hangover.

With that said, I’m Audi 5000 y’all!

Birthday Celebration

Good afternoon and TGIF kids! I hope you enjoy your day to the fullest and remember, don’t let no asshole fuck it up for you no matter what goes down.

Today I took a vacation day from the salt mines, in order to help my wife and daughter get things ready for their birthday celebration tomorrow. In case you might ask, yes they both share the same birthday, which is crazy, because they each have a surprise planned for the other, but they don’t know about it.

With that said, I’m Audi 5000 y’all!

The Deadliest Catch

Well kids, here I am, at the end of a super sad year and the beginning of a… OH WHAT THE FUCK!… Between my wife’s family and my family, we lost a couple of members to natural causes. But out of all of them, two of them stick out, my wife’s grandfather, who was also my godfather and one of my sisters. Why do they stick out? Because they were incredibly happy people, that never hurt anybody, but who never gave a fuck about what others thought about them.

What I’m trying to say is… that as long as you are not hurting yourself or others and are doing the right thing, try to enjoy YOUR LIFE to the fullest, and don’t let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what goes down. Hey, the way that I try to look at life is like this, things happen for a reason and we are all going to die… Why not enjoy the little time that we have in this crazy rock we call earth?