nausea.
I'm sweaty and nauseated. I ate one too many a 25 cent burrito today. Friday was filled with bedsheet clad vigilante-ism and the Karate Kid Theme Song. Shanen played detective, but I got the confession. Cheetohs and Sparks don't leave the same DNA. Jonah had the best toga. I think he would make a great Cabbage Head from Kids In The Hall for Halloween. Maybe its the way he smokes cigarettes. Jason released more blood than I consumed substance. Far more bad ass if you ask me. Mike battled the bearded lady and won the hearts of the masses with science. Those are some sturdy hammocks. His roommate Andy in B306 in Big Haus is a unich and mentally deficient. Pelt him with feces and old fruit. Onome also called me today for the first time in over a month. Our man love hasn't waned. Ten days till my stomach settles. Until then, my mind warp poster gets the staredown and my brain gets cancerified many beautiful hours a day.