you should try and make friends with the aliens....you know...the green ones..
i love my dog
interesting conversation w/ bobby (my dog)
me: wow i think you farted
bobby: (looks up starts to walk towards me)
me: no stay away slut
bobby: (wags tail, licks air)
me: oh im sorry, i love you yes yes yes yes (baby talk)
bobby: (licks my hand)
me: you know for being a golden retriever you're awfully red
bobby: (grunts as i rub her ears)
me: nothin to say to that huh?
bobby: (grunts)
me: wow your breath really smells too
bobby: (exits. stage left)
i think i hurt her feelings, im so baaaaaaaad
p.s.- my dog is a cyborg, hence the eyeball.
so i feel like shit, im think im getting really sick or am already sick. whatever. i went home today so i could sleep in peace. i slept. in peace. and didnt do homework. now im back at school and my roommate has fallen asleep, sitting erect blaring his Aerosmith cd. I'm never going to be able to sleep tonight. It's not that i hate Aerosmith, or Steven Tyler. It's just that i hate them.
I got a haircut.
