Just a couple things to touch upon

I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON A NEW SYSTEM OF GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION. I AM CALLING IT THE JENKINSLISH. BASICALLY YOU JUST GIVE A RATS ASS ABOUT TYPING....OR USING GRAMMAR. MAKE SURE YOUR SENTENCES ARE RUN ON. MAKE SURE THEERE IS ONE OT TWO MISPELLED WORD DUE TO TYPOS....MAKE SURE TO MAKE PEOPLE HAVE TO READ WHAT YOU WRITE TWICE....MAKE SIRE TO MAKE PEOPLE HAVE TO READ WHAT YOU WRITE TWICE.....SHIT....SEEMS LIKE IVE PERPETUALLY HAD A HEADACHE FOR THE PAST WEEK. DEALING WITH CD LAYOUT STUFF....DEALING WITH THE CD RELEASE SHOW. DEALING WITH TRYING TO BE EVERYTHING ELSE AND ALL I CAN BE....YOU ALL SONT REALIZE HOW HARD IT IS TO BE AWESOME SOMETIMES...LIKE KEEPING UP WITH MYSELF AND JUST GENERALLY BEING A BADASS...WALKING AROUND...KICKIN ASS...ALMOST LIKE A MERCENARY COVNGTON CRIME FIGHTER...ONLY IN FLANNEL OR A RAMONES T SHIRT. SEEMS LIKE THATS ALL I WEAR..AND THIS GREEN SHIRT THAT SAYS GARDEN STATE THAT I GOT AT TARGET. I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS IN 8TH GRADE I REALLY USED TO CARE ABOUT HOW I LOOKED...WHICH WAS SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN ONE OF THE RAPPERS IN THIRD BASE...AND SOME R AND B SINGER WEARING SILK SHIRTS... MAN I WAS OBSESSED WITH THEM. I REMEMBERED I RACKED UP ON EIGHT OR NINE OF THEM FOR X MAS ONE YEAR. I FELT SO COOL. NOW... JEANS AND WHITE T SHIRT. FLANNEL..OR RAMONES SHIRT..THE TRUTH IS I DO NOT GO SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES. I JUST NEVER DO. MUCH LIKE I DO NOT SHOP FOR CDS ANYMORE. NOR DO I SHOP FOR VINYL. I HAVE AN IPOD. THATS ALL I NEED. MOST THE TIME I DO NOT LISTEN TO MUSIC AT THE HOUSE ANYMORE...NOT THE WAY I WANT TO AT LEAST....YOU KNOW.....SIT DOWN...MEDITATE...LISTEN TO SHELLAC....METROSHIFTER....FUGAZI....HOOVER...RODAN....MAYBE EVEN SLINT WHEN ITS TIME TO FOLLOW THE LIGHT...SLINT...MAN SORRY BUT ITS JUST OVER RATED. AND LOUISVILLE HOLDS ONTO IT. AT LEAST I ALWAYS FELT LIKE THEY DID...WHO KNOWS WHAT GOES ON IN LOUISVILLE ANYMORE. LAST TIME I WAS DOWN THERE WAS THE FIRST TIME I FELT LIKE  I WASNT FROM THERE...COULD BE I JUST DO NOT CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THE CIVIC PRIDE I ONCE HAD FOR LOUISVILLE...IN SOME CASES CIVIC PRIDE CAN BE BAD. AT LEAST IT SHOULDN'T ONLY BE DIRECTED TO THE CITY YOU GREW UP IN...BECAUSE SEEMS LIKE YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE..SOME PEOPLE DONT WANT TO LEAVE. BUT I KNOW THERE ARE COOLER CITIES THAN LOUISVILLE AND CINCINNATI...IVE BEEN TO THEM....I SHOP AT SAVE ALOT NOW. GROCERIES ARE REALLY CHEAP..AND IN A WAY IT MAKES KINDA INDIE/ALT FOR NOT SHOPPING AT THE MAINSTREAM PLACES LIKE KROGER AND MEIJER...I STILL SHOP AT WAL MART AND WILL CONTINUE TO JUST AS LONG AS THERE ARE PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO DONT BECAUSE OF ITS LOW PRICES....."EFF YOU MAN I LOVE PAYING 8 DOLLARS FOR A PACK OR ORGANIC COOKIES AT WHOLE FOODS".....NO EFF YOU..IM GONNA EAT THE 83 CENT VANILLA WAFERS THEY WRAP UP IN PLASTIC WRAP WITH GREEN BOLOGNA SANDWHICHES IN COUNTY JAIL...OH NO...HE WENT THERE....COUNTY JAIL.......JEFFERSON...HAMILTON.....KENTON...AND MEADE. WHO WILL BE THE NEXT LUCKY COUNTY.....I THINK GOING TO JAIL CASUALLY OVER THE WEEKEND IS MUCH LIKE GETTING A TATTOO THESE DAYS...I MEAN....ITS MORE SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE....HEY JOHNNY WHAT DID YOU DO THIS WEEKEND...MEH....WENT TO JAIL.....COOL...MAN....TALK TO YOU LATER......BUT WHEN YOU PARENTS FIND OUT AND GIVE YOU THE GEORGE YOUR 30 LECTURE...YOU START TO TEAR UP...AND YOU JAW STARTS TO SHAKE....AND YOU CONVINCE THEM THE LECTURE HAS REALLY HIT CLOSE TO HOME....THEN YOU WAIT ABOUT TWO YEARS AND DO IT AGAIN....IM SO PUNK ( SOME OF YOU ARE READING GOING....OH SHIT HERE HE GOES)...THAT I GOTTA GO TO JAIL EVERY COUPLE YEARS JUST SO I CAN T REMIND MYSELF WHAT ITS LIKE TO LIVE IN AN OPPRESSIVE SOCIETY....ONE THAT OPPRESSES PUNKS LIKE ME...THAT GREW UP IN THE SUBURBS..AND WERE DYING TO LIVE IN LOW GENTRIFICATIONAL AREAS (MADE THAT WORD UP) YES......I AM THE ONE YOU KINDA WANT LIVING IN THE BAR DISTRICT BUT AT THE SAME TIME FEAR.....FEAR THE DRUNKENNESS..BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT I SAY TO YOU....I WONT REMEMBER IT..THEREFORE YOU CANT HOLD IT AGAINST ME. ALOT OF PEOPLE LIKE TO PLAY THAT SHAME GAME WITH YOU IF YOU HAD A BAD NIGHT WITH ALCOHOL..THEY LIKE TO TELL YOU OH MAN..YOU GOT SO WASTED LAST NIGHT YOU CRAPPED IN SOMEONES CAR....BUT THEY ALWAYS MAKE IT SEEM WORSE THAN IT WAS... OVER DRAMATIC ABOUT DRINKING....I LOVE IT...BECAUSE HOPEFULLY I CAN CONVEY TO THEM...THAT I INTENTIONALLY CRAPPED IN THAT CAR...BECAUSE IT WOULD MAKE FOR A GOOD MEMORY...ONE OF THOSE MEMORIES OF WHEN IM 75 YEARS OLD..I WILL TELL SOME KIDS THAT VOLUNTEERS AT A NURSING HOME..THAT I CRAPPED IN A CAR IN COVINGTON. NOW DID I REALLY DO THIS.....NO...THIS IS JUDY A HYPOTHETICAL SITUATION. SOMEDAY I MIGHT. AND THEM WHATCHA GONNA DO...ILL MAKE SURE IM SOBER WHEN I DO IT THOUGH...SO THEN PEOPLE CANT SAY I HAVE A DRINKING PROBLEM...HEY GEORGE...YOUR CAR BLEW UP WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING....MY DADS ANSWER....WELL GEORGE IF YOU DIDNT DRINK SO MUCH YOUR CAR WOULDN'T HAVE BLOWN UP...YES DAD..BUT YOU SEE..THE COPS FOUND C4 EXPLOSIVE UNDERNEATH MY CAR PLANTED BY MUSLIM EXTREMISTS...YES SON...MUSLIMS DONT DRINK..SO THEY ARE TAKING IT OUT ON YOU.....I COULD BREAK MY ARM PLAYING WITH A MODEL CAR AND IT WOULD BE BECAUSE I WAS DRUNK ACCORDING TO MY PARENTS.....THATS JUST THE RICHNESS OF LIFE...SOUND LIKE THE TITLE TO MY FIRST SOLO COUNTRY ALBUM...THE RICHNESS OF LIFE..A TRIBUTE TO THE AMERICAN WAY. SOMETIMES I GO BACK AND LISTEN TO SOME OF THE ALBUMS THAT REALLY SHAPED ME MUSICALLY INTO WHO I AM TODAY...AND I ALWAYS LOVE HOW I CAN HAVE THAT REMINISCENCE OF HOW PASSIONATE I WAS ABOUT THE MUSIC I WAS LISTENING TO...AND SOMETIMES FEEL SAD THAT I DONT FEEL THAT WAT ANYMORE..I MEAN. SURE TO YOU I MIGHT......BUT TO ME.... I MISS IT. I ALSO MISS MY LUNG CAPACITY...GOTTA QUIT...IM GONNA START ON THE PATCH..TOMORROW..OR THE NEXT WEEK.