too many fiestas for reuben: wena gnitrats/the diary of a wannabe indie scene blogger child

My old blog was gay.

This one is gayer.

Enjoy these pictures.

I went to Missoula for a weekend a while ago...and yeah it pretty much pwned any fun bullshit Deer Lodge can muster.

That was a very spontaneous night, and I would never consider doing any of the things we did there, here.

Not because the things we did were inappropriate or against the law, but b

ecause in Deer
Lodge...you know everyone, and everyone is composed of 90% redneck "I like to hunt to eat rarw liver, my house's paint is peeling but I dont care, lets go get fucking wasted it'll be awesome, women are toys to be played with not respected but it doesnt matter because women flock the assholes anyway or dump you cause youre too nice , country and rap music are genius, I'm gonna live here the rest of my life, I have no life, short haired, if you don't have a truck you aren't hetero, my speakers are louder than yours, I shot a fucking grasshopper with a 12 gauge, school is gay and doesn't deserve my attention, I don't get to know people because I'm afraid of change, if you wear a t-shirt or have long hair you're a flamer, if you don't play football you aren't a man, I'm gonna stop now because in the end this rant is meaningless" shallow minded assholes.

In Missoula theres are a lot more people to identify with, and thats awesome.

I don't know if I stayed on track there or not, but I honestly don't care.

In the futrue I'll gripe even more to you about my hopelessness, and about that fact that all I enjoy in life is videogames.

You probably can't wait.