May 26, 2005 12:56
Say's Sarah, "I need to burp. BURRRP. Excuse me, that's really sick..." Yeah... she said that. And you had to read it. How does that make you feel? Not very good, eh? Well try sitting here while she does it. Yeah, I could smell it! Only not really. I'm kidding. Sarah didn't even say that. Yes she did.
Do you ever contradict yourself? Well don't. Hmmmmm.
I'm not sure why I came on here to update... nothing really going on. We're going to grill tonight. Yay for grills. Something I can actually do well.
Boooorrrreeeedddd. *sarah looks blankly from screen to me and it scares me* wink. rena kissed me over live journal the other day. I don't know how to act around her now. Am I supposed to kiss her over live journal every time I talk to her? Am I supposed to call her every day? Do I have to be the last one to say goodnight? Cuz I really hate those phone conversations. Just say goodbye already and hang up the phone. I hear you say I love you one more freaking time, I'm going to break your legs.
Sometimes I rant. You'll have to excuse me. Well you don't actually have to excuse me. Whether you excuse me or not is up to you. But I would advise you to excuse me because the time you spend around me if you don't will not be very enjoyable. *closes right eye*
I'm going to do this for five minutes. I was going to say I'd do it all day but my eye would get tired. It's already getting tired and it hasn't even been 30 seconds. In fact, I'm going to stop now. Only I didn't. I'm still doing it. You should see my right eye. It's closed.
I think my time would be much better spent writing my paper. But then who would tell you about me closing my right eye. No one, that's who. And we can't have that. I feel like going for a drive. I can't go for a drive. I'm at work downloading Sarah's cd's. Phone.
Tuesday night we all molested Tiffany. She enjoyed it, and she knows it. It's hard not to molest the girl when there are five people all sitting closely together on one couch. Well Kim was on the floor. But it was close enough. Sure, there was the entire love seat and recliner open, but who wants to sit over there when the prime seats are on the couch... heck yes. STELLA!! *falls to knees* *tears shirt* *stands back up* *looks around* *walks quickly back inside* I blame the heat. Damn you heat and your making me tear my shirt. And who the hell is Stella? I've never met a Stella. GET OUT OF MY HEAD. Oh my gosh, where is my head?! *feels neck* yup, head's gone. I have no head, therefore I can give no head. Oh wait, it's back.... hmmm. What?! I don't like what my fingers make me type. Or do I? no. Good day.
Why do I attract old people?