i'm depressed
what a surprise. Dios Mio! i don't know what to watch on tv,. though on The O.C. at least ryan and marissa finally kissed.....hmmmmm. eric got the bath water too hot. that's why guys are supposed to take showers (heeheeheeehee). my lawyer never called me back, turd.
we're listening to talk radio, and they're talking about some bangladeshenese lady who's gonna auction off one of her eyeballs in order to get money for a vending cart to sell food or toys. how sad. maybe she can get the money as a loan and when she pays it back they'll put her eyeball back in? or they'll take her eyeball as collateral.
if i could sell a body part, i'd probably sell my boobs. they're awful to have in the summer. they're getting so droopy i could use them as floatation devices. they pose a hazard to myself if iwas to snagger my droopy nipples on something like a door (they could get ripped off). tmi, i know. but there's not really anything else i would part with. gotta keep my heart, tho it's hateful and withered to 3 sizes too small. kinda need my lungs. i like my kidneys...they make yellow peepee. and tho my liver's lazy and green, it still syphons out all my vicodin and soma and Aleve. and my brain--well, i couldn't sell that or give it away. no fool in their right mind would take it.
shut up, eric. this is my lj. :)
anyhoo.....i am going to go watch a movie. i tried to earlier, but me n kelly got to yakking about the good ole EMS days and all our gnarly calls. speaking of boobs.:) and i don't mean that literally. like, there were no titties involved. but i'm a boob.there. point made. i really really am a boob.
we're listening to talk radio, and they're talking about some bangladeshenese lady who's gonna auction off one of her eyeballs in order to get money for a vending cart to sell food or toys. how sad. maybe she can get the money as a loan and when she pays it back they'll put her eyeball back in? or they'll take her eyeball as collateral.
if i could sell a body part, i'd probably sell my boobs. they're awful to have in the summer. they're getting so droopy i could use them as floatation devices. they pose a hazard to myself if iwas to snagger my droopy nipples on something like a door (they could get ripped off). tmi, i know. but there's not really anything else i would part with. gotta keep my heart, tho it's hateful and withered to 3 sizes too small. kinda need my lungs. i like my kidneys...they make yellow peepee. and tho my liver's lazy and green, it still syphons out all my vicodin and soma and Aleve. and my brain--well, i couldn't sell that or give it away. no fool in their right mind would take it.
shut up, eric. this is my lj. :)
anyhoo.....i am going to go watch a movie. i tried to earlier, but me n kelly got to yakking about the good ole EMS days and all our gnarly calls. speaking of boobs.:) and i don't mean that literally. like, there were no titties involved. but i'm a boob.there. point made. i really really am a boob.