Too bad I'm cool.
Yeah I'd hug like everyone I met today if I wasn't as terribly cool as I am. Fortunately, I'm not too cool for chocolate milk.
Mmmm.
So the respiratory infection seems to be getting better (for those of you who didn't know, I'm apparently housing the spawn of satan in my lungs). I can actually speak now without sounding like the Marlboro Man. Fucking go me! Of course, I think that's probably because the infirmary loaded me up with meds. Amoxicillin...woo, that stuff's a blast. Although I think it makes me hungrier. I've been having insane cravings for weird-ass random stuff, like Reese's cereal and OH MY GOD HOT POCKETS. I fucking want a Hot Pocket so bad right now. Christ, I'm like Alcoholics Anonymous, only for cheap starchy food.
Ohhh well.
Jesus, do I ramble much? This whole fucking blog entry is on acid.
This weekend is going to be sweet. Saturday will probably be spent snowboarding and filming interchangeably
(YAY MORE MATERIAL FOR MY VIDEO) and then hopefully Saturday night we're going to catch a movie. What, I don't know. We probably won't end up watching it as much as starting a popcorn fight or something. You can't take Clint and Galen and Dan and Jason to a movie theater and expect to sit through the thing. Last time I got gummy bears pelted at me, so who knows?
So basically, life can't get any better about now.
Mmmm.
So the respiratory infection seems to be getting better (for those of you who didn't know, I'm apparently housing the spawn of satan in my lungs). I can actually speak now without sounding like the Marlboro Man. Fucking go me! Of course, I think that's probably because the infirmary loaded me up with meds. Amoxicillin...woo, that stuff's a blast. Although I think it makes me hungrier. I've been having insane cravings for weird-ass random stuff, like Reese's cereal and OH MY GOD HOT POCKETS. I fucking want a Hot Pocket so bad right now. Christ, I'm like Alcoholics Anonymous, only for cheap starchy food.
Ohhh well.
Jesus, do I ramble much? This whole fucking blog entry is on acid.
This weekend is going to be sweet. Saturday will probably be spent snowboarding and filming interchangeably
(YAY MORE MATERIAL FOR MY VIDEO) and then hopefully Saturday night we're going to catch a movie. What, I don't know. We probably won't end up watching it as much as starting a popcorn fight or something. You can't take Clint and Galen and Dan and Jason to a movie theater and expect to sit through the thing. Last time I got gummy bears pelted at me, so who knows?
So basically, life can't get any better about now.