Chapter 4

The chapter after 3.

Well...i dont really have anything to write about. Im waiting for lunch to get here. im listening to Korn play "Blind" live at woodstock, wishing i was them.....

I just ate lunch, Taco Bell. ooohh my writiners cramp! block! whatever. Who cares this book sucks. If you have actually read everything and gotten this far then im really proud of you. The first chapter was a test. It is by far the dumbest most boring life story ive ever written. Chpater 2 was cool, as you all know. Chapter 3....i dunno how that happened. I dont even know what chapter 3 was about.

Its getting cloudy and breezy outside. Im supposed to go to work at 4 today but i cant go to work if it rains. Not so much because im afraid of driving in the rain, but more because i do landscaping, and working outside in the rain isnt good for anything. Here is the story of my day at work last Friday...

We were supposed to be at work at 8 AM. However, i woke up when i heard brians (my co-worker/singer in my band)truck in my driveway, this was probably about 10:30. Then we went to WAHO(waffle house). BRian had the all star breakfast and i had a double order of hashbrowns, scattered, covered, and topped (i was on a budget). And as usual, we both had about 4 cups of coffee. While we were there we talked to a bunch of random stranger that came through and listened to "Desert Rose" by Sting 4 times. By about 11:30 we got out of WAHO and on our way to our first job of the day. We figured everything would be alright, i mean we were only 3 and a half hours late. However, by the time we got to the first place the guy was gone and we decided not to work that yard with him not there. So we went to our next yard...they werent home either but we mulched this little thing and played with a snake we found in their yard for a while. Then we threw some rocks into some trees and went looking for more sl