I asked your name, you asked the time.

Sep 27, 2003 10:18

Usually when I sleep with the window open, I catch a cold. Not this time. Instead I was awoken by an 11 year old, another 11 year old, a dog and a middle aged woman too awake for her own good.

At the ass crack of dawn.

Like. Who the fuck gets up at that time? All I know is when I physically got up at 11, my sister & her friend had beat it by then. Good.

I'm also a lazy fag. My mom heated up Jimmy Dean biscuits for me this morning, because it takes too much out of me to open the box, unwrap it & put it on a plate in the microwave. Just now as I was talking to bahk, I craved something bad for my health. When I got downstairs, all that was bad for me was ice cream. Ice cream. Who even eats that stuff? Plus it takes wayyyyyyy too much effort to actually make it. God.

The plans for today/this evening are originally:
1) Flee the country with bahk.
2) Goto her house far away and sit online, watch T.V. and be complete and utter giggly insane dirtbags until Sunday night. We'll be so far away from you that you can't even get reception to talk to us.

Fun, eh?
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