Feb 01, 2005 21:08
I feel miserable, i think i have throat cancer...mellow-dramatism...but i refuse to go to the doctor because all hes gonna do is say "hey it looks like throat is a little red, that must hurt"... i already know that you pig-headed bastard. so anyways ill get over it mom said itll be gone by friday.
Wow ok tell me if this isnt funny...Phillip decided not to take me with him to the band practice thingy but he does take my fathers handycam which he hasn't used b4, so hes gone about 2 hours and he comes home pissed off shouting that the 'stupid camera' doesn't work, so my father looks at it and turns it on and its fine and for a brand fucking new $800 videocamera it better work right? so anyways the moral of this story is that lil sisters kick anus because i have used this said camera multiple times and know how to turn the damn thing on...HAHAHA... Ok enough with the gloating, im sorry i had to get it out of my system.
Well anyways i want to talk to megan it feels like i havent talked to her in forever. I hope Seth is having a better day. Im glad Lyndsay is happier and that zemo is ok. And thanx bunches to J-man for makin' me feel better. Your all to awesome for words.
How long does it take for the freakin' weekend to come...Gsssssssssss. I have this awesome line from track 6 of the postal service album stuck in my head...'i kissed you in a way i think Clark Gable would have admired'. i think that verse is really cool but i havent been kissed in so long it makes me sad, but look at me what should i expect...nothing-exactly. So now that i have this crazy mixed feeling of narcissism and self pity, ill let all of you good people go, toodles, i love you all bunches.