May I just say...
...that I absofuckinglutely love Chrissy C. Yesterday I was sick and didn't go to school. So Christen, being the good student that she is, decided to go to school without me. However, after sitting through one class with Cool Ethan, aka the 40-yr-old virgin, aka still-lives-at-home-with-his-mother-and-took-his-sister-to-prom, better known as, Mr. Barbera, she decided to leave early and bring me breakfast. What a sweet lady. We had the greatest time eating McDonalds, sitting around talking about farts, poop, shaving our vaginas, sex, and everything else on the planet. Then she fell asleep listening to my totally boring story about Japanese Beetles, and so we both took an hour nap on my couch. Got up, ate again, talked about the same things over again, minus the Japanese Beetles, and ate again.
Even though I felt like complete shit and I thought my head was gonna explode, it was a great day.
Even though I felt like complete shit and I thought my head was gonna explode, it was a great day.