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[exbestfriend]

I just got in from band practice. I'm hot, sweaty, and I smell bad, but I feel great. I haven't taken a shower yet seeing as how I'm going to mow grass in a bit, so it'd be rather pointless...but it would feel good. Mmm, nice cold water. I really wish I had a pool, I could go for a swim right about now. Maybe I'll go jump in a river when I'm done mowing...and maybe not. I'm feeling restless and I don't really want to be at home tonight. Anyone want to go to Roanoke with me and see a midnight movie? No wait, scratch that. I need to save money. Must get tattoo and pay for classes. Ugh. Classes start again in less than a month and I'm not happy about that. I had taco bell for lunch today. It was good. Two double decker taco supremes and a medium mountian dew...good stuff. I wish I had a broad band connection, then I could be watching Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels by now. As of right now, it'll be done downloading sometime mid next week. Fuckin 56k. I'm in such a good mood, have been since Friday. I wonder...shit. Mom came and interrupted me right as I was typing that and I completely forgot what I was going to say. Oh well. I really wish when she did interrupt me, that she'd be decent enough to walk over to me instead of just yelling from wherever she is. I have to turn off my music, and then my fan, which is a pain in the ass, because she interrupts me pretty constantly...to prove my point, there she is again (about a minute between those two). I think she wants me to go mow now, seeing as she's been reminding me about it every five minutes for the past half hour. Every time I tell her that I'm going to go do it at 7:30, and five minutes later she's back and telling me . "Jesse, don't forget you have to mow the grass tonight." me: "I know mom, I'm going out at 7:30 after it cools down a little more" her: "Ok, just don't forget." Rinse. Dry. Wait five minutes. Repeat. God thats annoying. My sister has been in a foul mood lately. Today she was listening to a song, and I kinda liked it, so I asked her what it was and she responds with "nothing, and don't talk to me, i'm not very happy with you right now." I have no idea what I did to prompt that, nor do I really give a shit. If she wants to be mad, thats her right. I really need to clean myself up, but I think I'm going to hold off until Friday to shave, clip my nails, and all that good stuff. If I did those things now...I'd look shitty again by friday, and I want to be clean for the show. If you see me in public looking like ass, thats why. Heh, I'm such a bum. Think I'm gonna go down a few beers then get to doing that mowing. Peace.

P.S. I find it quite humours that a song called "misrable" can make me happy. I'm weird.