WhiteLines

Happy belated birthday governor. May your days turn into weeks then months and years and with those years of course, more birthdays.

Just came back to say howdy to all y'all. It'd been a spell, thought I'd drop in, say hi at least.

About to go kick ass and chew bubblegum, only I didn't bring any bubblegum.

Although I hear that a lot from people, I never really given it any serious thought idk

Damn right you are. I hate tax filing time, it's nerve racking as hell. Stupid thing always asking me to provide the name of my business... so I put "Stephen White" the whole process is dumb as hell every year. Fortunately a lot of my money has no paper trail so F U federal government and you can have my guns when you pry them from my cold dead hands btw.

Somebody remembered I reckon, hell my own "wife" and kids didn't even remember it lol

LMAO

I think everytime i leave this town just a few days i suddenly end up back here again like a rubber band or somethin. I'm gettingrubberbanded by this place, it's like the job just won't end.

It will never be all over with. My children (Lilith and Leviathan) ensure that the show must go on. And on. And on. And on and on and on and on. It's the show that never ends, it goes on and on my friends, never ever will there be no end. Not even after WhiteLine$ is so old that he'll wear Depends. It may be too late now to make amends, so the stage is now set for this marriage to break not bend. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, I'll be here all week, nightly performances at the Red Roof Traphouse, Rochester Hills, finale leg of the Michigan portion of the greatest show in Hell on Earth: The WhiteLine$ WhiteTra$h Dump$terFire Tour 2023

I think everything looks really bad. For real. Fosho. Plus I flat out lost my company phone, it fμ¢k¡n vanished into fat air. And i went back home over the weekend and threw her the "D" ...Divorce. ...okay, okay. I threw her the double "D" tbh... Looking at the big picture tho, i think I've painted one hell of an ugly disasterpiece.

Gang shit on tha front porch Tennessee trailer doors Howdy, hows ya mammy 'n 'em Y'all come back now, ya hear... mμ'fμ¢ka's Thas wassup. And I just upped my whitetrash street cred by teachin' myself to tattoo and inkin' up a tweaker in my hotel room past midnight yesterday. Lmfao!

I could not agree more. My only real concern is exactly what way things are going to go after this

Hope things improve for ya and that sadness is lifted

Now im at a walmart buying crap we need for me to tattoo the other employee i have on my crew here, this tweaker trailer trash ninja picked up a full tattoo machine before we left town and insists i tattoo him cuz i can draw gooder than er'body else any all us mμ'fμ¢ka'$ know lol. Like earlier when i said that i do not drink, well i do not know how to tattoo. I owned equipment 20 years ago and tried to teach myself once or twice, but then it all got stolen.

For the most part, all of it makes it across my desk at some point. Damnedest thing is I knew his nature to be a mμ'fμ¢ka's homeboy then turn around and throw his crew under the bus and I still hired him. Dork as mofo is still a damn good worker. He the least of my problems right now anyways, he aint helpin' the big picture either tho ya know lol woah! Idkwtflol only got 2½ - 3 weeks til i bring this job to a close anyway, no worries, all worries. Lmao

Sitting at a bar drinking a long island ice tea that was purchased for me by my right hand man and executive chief jobsite back stabber while I sit here and listen to him talk mad shit about everyone and anyone who happens to not present in the room at this time lol. Funny part is I do not drink. Period. I haven't drank since Palm Springs Beach FL sone years ago.

Day two: My two stooges, tweaker one and tweaker two both overslept this morning and then set their fire alarm off smoking in the hotel room... think that's 45 minutes out of my day I won't get back

Locked into a stress induced photo-mutilation neurosis for the last 3 hours, plus 25 minutes out of my lunch break today, I've shat out over 100 different versions of the same picture, many with unexpectedly wicked glitches. I cant sort thru them now, I'm drained... Here's one at random, still describes how I feel lol

Peace... or a pizza. Either or.

Im less an addict and more a "recreational outlaw" with the exception of my Suboxone prescription, I'm straight permanently reliant upon it for normalcy as the result of being an actual addict to the opioid crisis of the late 90's and 00's... But i take suboxone to NOT be high, so not clear on if it qualifies here lol. Nonetheless, I tip my hat to your positive message my good sir and bid you adieu for now.

That sir, is why i have a habitual pattern of excelling quickly to high profile leadership positions in whatever bullshit fields i find myself employed in. I am the "self destruct thru work" kinda guy... And narcotics, I think we all knew that here tho lol, although I'm moreso refraining from the latter for now in the sake of a more work oriented self destruct sequence.

Think im spending more and more time in some manner of dissociative state staring a hole thru to nowhere. Not a good time to take up managing a million dollar jobsite or idk maybe that's the best time for it.

Another new shirt. Zombie Vampires... from Hell Which surely is where I'm from if not at least where I'm going to.

God awful, since todays the sabbath or whatever.