Hard decision, and the pub guy and my love song.

Alright, before I start.
And talk about that guy in the pub last night and job shit. i got a question and really really hard decision that I need help with.
here go's man.
And women, depending on your outlook on life.
"that outlook being you wanna complain and be fuck annoying... mother fucker"
Anyway

Spaghetti Or Pie?

See thats a hard mother fucker to answer man. On the one hand, you got Spaghetti, which was Spaghetti in it. on the other you got a pie, which is a pie.
Then Spag you also got source, but Pie you got chicken.
Then back to Spag you also got some veggie shit as well  i like to fuck about with cooking shit i wanna be a chef n all. and pie you got beans and shit as well.
Shits a hard one.

So I came up with this totally kick-fuckin'-ass pop rock/deth metal song man.

some kickass lyrics and check these out. it changes style with each line.

"We’re walking thought the fields.
Of blood, death and decay.
Holding hands in the moonlight.
With tears of blood which falls from the sky."

fuck yeah man thats awesome.
I've written more but that shits a surprise for when I finish that shit.
"this is what happens when I try and make a love song"
So waht did you guys wanna know about?
Oh yeah that guy in the pub.

So yeah anyway before I get distracted again by shit.
So went to the pub last night with Ant, chillin' as ya do. just us, surprise to be honest usually theres allot of people about. By that i mean people we know but bar full of jerk offs and shit. Was nice just the two of us havin' a good old chat about stuff N music.
And tattoo's, dont tell his misses parents. Now if they read this shit now.
Would be a fuckin' shock actually.
Also I went with spaghetti.

So anyway we was havin a chat and shit about stuff. then dude comes along one of Ants old mates from tescos bout 5 years ago or something. and hes got his mate with him don't seem ta wanna say a word or interested in it at all.
So Ants mate asks us after a while what i do and shit. So said musician and wanna do short films.
Fuckin' the other dude, ping heard this shit. So you wanna film and stuff some shit along the lines.
Says he needs someone to film and edit to make short videos for his football team.

Over in fuckin' new Jersey.
That shit would be badass. it sounds awesome, wont go into the details of it all and shit. But it'll be fuckin' rockin, just watchin' football games and editing that shit together and stuff. Came up with a nice little plan for it.
So got me email and phone number and shit so will chill out and wait for an email that will pop through unannounced from the company head guys and shit.
All equipment needed supplied thats fuckin' metal and awesome.

Plus its in New Jersey so i can go to the toll road in "The Godfarther" and get some kick ass pictures. then on days off go to new york and take pictures so when I come back I can go to me mom.
"I fuckin' been there aswell."

So thats about it really. Badass job thing presented itself. Like i say i do fall into things.
And am a lucky bastard.
But then instantly leave college and go n do it, just be the other stuff that would be hard like bands and stuff. If its being over there 2/3 weeks at a time would be fine golden be doable I think. Just if months at a time and shit be hard to do man. I love the music too man.
Would just be a fuckin hard one.

But never know, when the day comes figure that shit out and shit.

Yeah that helped with my choice of what to have. Spag or Pie. country means spag.
Was good spag man. still marvin though.
Ice cream it is and shit.

So anyway, I look like alot fo people. Apparently kid rock and shit.
john lennon, Ozzy, chad krogger, Both jay and silent bob.
Quite a few fuckin' others. One of those faces.

Anyway i will leave that shit there my people.
Have a beer on, well. Yaself.
Look forward to rehearsals tomorrow with quid then poker at night, hopefully Ant will be there be fuckin' awesome and rockin.

Have good day night whatever and shit where you are. Or afternoon, dutch.
Anyway.
Goodday.
Will.