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Mar 13, 2006 01:10

Okay, this isn't cool.

Umm...I'm a little slow cause I took some all-natural sleep aid in hopes it would counteract the soda and the frappy...chino...thingy.

I've been calling in to this sweepstakes for like three hours only to keep having my ears molest0red by the busy signal of death.

I wanted to um....what did I want to do? Oh yeah, I wanted to write the bumps for adult swim. That's why I keep calling. I thought it would be cool to be all like "I'll never give up! Writing adult swim bumps is my DESTINY! I'll win that sweepstakes or die trying!"

I mean, I'm not close to death at all but it's way past my bedtime. This is more straining than I thought. Like, dude, man, if I can't handle myself in a sweepstakes HOW AM I GOING TO SUCCEED IN LIFE. You tell me, you boogerhead.

Still, I woulda wrote good bumps. You know it. It woulda been like forcing all the geeks in the world to read a long, horrifying entry in my blog. Um, also, I woulda got to have a party for all my friends or a trip to Williams Street, and I don't know if Williams Street is any fun but it's GOT to be better than the party 'cause if I had a party it'd be lame because no one would wanna come, except for you (yes, you, whoever you are) and I think you suck.

Eggs.

On a stick.

Roar.

I WANT A CHEESEBURGER GODDAMNIT.

'nother weekend stolen away by mole people.
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