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On Sunday I went to a party at allie/steph/adam's house, and a few of them were playing this "game," which seems to be all the rage. from what i gathered by being an unwilling participant, the way you play is you try and touch someone else's nipple with your finger and say "game." Then, if you got a finger full of nip the other person says "yes," whereas a failure to get to second base will get you a "no." that is it as far as rules, though it's best played in rapid succession. the only problem is when people get drunk, "poke" turns into "pinch" very quickly, and it's not like there are refs in this sporting event. basically what im trying to say is when i was flexing in the mirror on Monday i noticed i had gotten what i think qualifies as a purple nurple on my left nipple are(ol)a. weak.
It snowed last night, so i had to clean off my car and such, which reminded me of something that perennially pisses me off. rear defrosters are hella terrible. most of my trips are short enough that i dont even get lines on my back window by the time im done, its just frozen to shit, hanging out. weak.
I was cleaning out the financial records mother keeps in our files. we have got so much outdated shit, it is out of control. i found pictures of our old refrigerator for theft insurance. by old, i mean 1982 old. we havent had that thing in 10 years. interestingly, i found out that since we owned like 100 shares of Enron back in the day, and we are entitled to collect in the 40 million dollar settlement against kenneth lay. this settlement resulted in a $0.03 per share reimbursement which means we get... 3 DOLLARS! the lawyer got 5 million and probably paid more than 3 dollars in postage telling us about it. weak.
It snowed last night, so i had to clean off my car and such, which reminded me of something that perennially pisses me off. rear defrosters are hella terrible. most of my trips are short enough that i dont even get lines on my back window by the time im done, its just frozen to shit, hanging out. weak.
I was cleaning out the financial records mother keeps in our files. we have got so much outdated shit, it is out of control. i found pictures of our old refrigerator for theft insurance. by old, i mean 1982 old. we havent had that thing in 10 years. interestingly, i found out that since we owned like 100 shares of Enron back in the day, and we are entitled to collect in the 40 million dollar settlement against kenneth lay. this settlement resulted in a $0.03 per share reimbursement which means we get... 3 DOLLARS! the lawyer got 5 million and probably paid more than 3 dollars in postage telling us about it. weak.