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Um, I totally have like 8 lesbian stalkers. NOT ANYONE I HAVE TALKED TO ONLINE... JESUS.
Okay anyway... today I went to the Oktoberfest and there was no kettle corn. What the hell? I know the kettle corn booth was run by an old lady and granted, she may or may not have died, I just don't think that's really a valid reason to end kettle corn. I hate stupid people, and I went to a social gathering filled with people who lacked brains just to get kettle corn, but no. Of course my simple requests in life aren't met. That's my luck. Aaron said "Well, they have it at Fort Vallonia Days." I love how he tries to ruin my life further by giving me not-comforting information regarding other times and locations wherein kettle corn is present.
You know who has zero musical talent? Shaggy. If only I had a nasaly voice and harbored the ability to pace back and forth onstage in god-awful attire and sing stock-written, annoying songs that will be hits for mystery reasons.. I could get so far.
So I'm trying out Tae Bo, and I imagine I look pretty hilarious whilst doing it. But don't laugh because I'm not beyond killing a man, woman, or child. I would like a flat stomach because I'm the product of the constantly anorexic, bulemic, super-thin, hey-look-at-my-spine-because-I-am-now-often-confused-with-a-stegasaurus America. It is my ultimate goal in life next to owning a bidet toilet. I'm usually unmotivated... Well, I'm still unmotivated... I don't really know why I typed that. A lie to myself. That's when you know it's getting bad.
My paycheck was a total of $89. Upon seeing this, I thought to myself "If there was a better time to kill myself, well, I don't know it..." but fortunately, I was distracted by the dreamy kettle corn anticipation. And... we all know how that worked out.
Okay anyway... today I went to the Oktoberfest and there was no kettle corn. What the hell? I know the kettle corn booth was run by an old lady and granted, she may or may not have died, I just don't think that's really a valid reason to end kettle corn. I hate stupid people, and I went to a social gathering filled with people who lacked brains just to get kettle corn, but no. Of course my simple requests in life aren't met. That's my luck. Aaron said "Well, they have it at Fort Vallonia Days." I love how he tries to ruin my life further by giving me not-comforting information regarding other times and locations wherein kettle corn is present.
You know who has zero musical talent? Shaggy. If only I had a nasaly voice and harbored the ability to pace back and forth onstage in god-awful attire and sing stock-written, annoying songs that will be hits for mystery reasons.. I could get so far.
So I'm trying out Tae Bo, and I imagine I look pretty hilarious whilst doing it. But don't laugh because I'm not beyond killing a man, woman, or child. I would like a flat stomach because I'm the product of the constantly anorexic, bulemic, super-thin, hey-look-at-my-spine-because-I-am-now-often-confused-with-a-stegasaurus America. It is my ultimate goal in life next to owning a bidet toilet. I'm usually unmotivated... Well, I'm still unmotivated... I don't really know why I typed that. A lie to myself. That's when you know it's getting bad.
My paycheck was a total of $89. Upon seeing this, I thought to myself "If there was a better time to kill myself, well, I don't know it..." but fortunately, I was distracted by the dreamy kettle corn anticipation. And... we all know how that worked out.