May 20, 2006 01:09
I disgusted the girl who introduced me to the Murderdolls with talk of my zombie porn (both the attempt and what didn't happen). They sing four songs about necrophilia, "But," she says, "not in that much detail."
I have disgusted Suzie. SCORESVILLE, BEBIZ!!!!
My life=sorta closer to completed.
Yesyesyesyesyes!
I feel like a 13 year old. What's happened to me?
Am I weird? Because there have to be people out there thinking weirder things than this. If there aren't, I'm going back to my home planet because this shit's too plain.
Danny Boyle, where are you?
What is with these small paragraphs, you ask? I have no idea!
No tengo ni idea! But pressing "alt" and numbers on the kepad thinger is really fun, but fuck all if I can get an inverted exclaimation point. An inverted cross would be easier to find!
There we go, I'm going to bed on the note that other people's houses are down right creepifyin' at night. Especially when your parents go to bed at 7 and 8 and won't wake up to walk over with you at 11. Fuckers.
Night.
Callum!
David! Cube!
BIRKOFF!
/"shift" abuse
dejá vú/
P.S. I just remembered that I was supposed to take in a bird feeder or something (that I couldn't find but for which I didn't look that hard) for my neighbors so the racoons don't get into it, who I'm housesitting for, but it's 1:30 in the morning and I'm scared to go out. It's so much darker out there than the sidewalks on campus.
Which I don't walk at 1:30 in the morning anyways. But this is why living there isn't such a big change, I think.
Becha I wouldn't be scared to walk over there if Callum Keith Rennie were here to walk with me. Wonder if he's got a Bat Signal.
murderdolls,
zombies,
rambling,
life,
friends