Enough said on that matter.
I should stop drinking my sister's beer and missing the toliet when I piss.
I wonder why people have accents.
My name is Tim and I've recently relocated myself from Massachsuetts to Georgia, for rather irrational reasons, but I'm here nontheless. Welcome the world of Timmy, full of random nothings, generally a lot of booze, coffee, foul language, and a ton of good music.
First thing first. I'm 19, I know abosolutely NO ONE here, and it's eating my fucking soul away. Massachusetts is looking ever-the-more lovely, but I know if I go back it'll be shit. However, all of my friends live there, the best people in the entire world. The only people I do know down here are my sister Amy, her boyfriend/almost husband Tony, and their 14-month old daughter Gabrielle.
After a couple weeks of being here and running out of the miniscule amount of money I had brought with me, I've finally found a job as a deckhand for the River Street Riverboat Company. I have to go in for a drug test which I know I'll pass but it's still shit. Fucking bullshit. Hopefully I'll find a better job...
Alright, more later I suppose.
peace and love for everyone,