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I update too much, but eh, it's the WEEKEND, leave me alone, I've got nothing else to do.
Anyways, I wrote this song called "Rongles And Tia Were Meant To Be But Now Rongles Weighs 125... (What A Whale)." It's the coolest inside joke you might never get. I played my guitar to it, and it has this U2 sound when I have to yell "WHAT A WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALE, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEAAAAAAL!" But, I'm telling you, it's going to be a smash hit. My next song is "Dylan Owens Works At KFC."
Heh, I went to Walgreens today with Brandon and my mother, and neither Brandon or I couldn't find TAPE. Either we're dumbasses, or it's a conspiracy. My cousin was there today as well. My mom was flipping out. She was like "Oh my gosh! IS THAT CHRISTINA! Patricia, go check!" "-disgruntled noise-, -pokes head out- Yeah. It is." "OH MY GOSH, HOW COOL. She goes to Walgreens!" "We keep it in the family." "What?" Well, anyways, my mother saw my other cousin's mother (I have too many cousins), and she was talking to her about life. And she was like, "-points at me- Oh yeah, she's doing SO well at school. She's really changed it around since leaving Monte Vista. And her boyfriend works here." "WHAT THE FUCK! Mom!" "Well, he does!" "No?!" "Whose that kid you were talking about earlier then?" "I was talking about... Dylan. The one who plays in the most awesome band ever." "He's not your boyfriend?" "... No?" "OH, sorry." "-looks over down aisle, sees someone- ... Perfect timing!" "Hey, Pat... did you know that you look like Richard Ramirez when you smile?" "Thank you, Brandon. That means the world to me." Wow, now that was an embarassing time, especially when Brandon said, "Say you love Satan..." to the cashier, and I answered with, "I have an objection! That is fucked up!"
Brandon had a seizure when I enthusiasticly said, "Look! Discount bird seed!", and he was fondling this huge bottle of Walgreens brand sleeping pills. I have this feeling I have to play adult with my mother and stepbrother. I'm like, "Mom, no, we're not buying cat collars. BRANDON, put down those sleeping pills! To the cashier." Oh, yes, and Brandon found it hilarious when I said, "Hey, they're selling umbrellas. How awesome." The umbrellas are secret umbrellas, they were hiding out. Walgreens is a good place for running into your distant cousins, not finding tape, and having to tell your stepbrother to stop fondling a huge bottle of sleeping pills.
That's all that happened today, really, except for the fact that I re-cut my hair, rented films, and fell asleep because "Sideways" is a boring film. I hope that bitch doesn't get his book published - "UHH! UHH! LYE FROM 'GEORGE OF THE JUNGLE'! UHH! I DIDN'T CHANGE THE ENDING, I JUST CHANGED OTHER STUFF. OMFG, WWWWWHY DON'T YOU PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEH ALL THE TIME!" Because you're some hungover asshole who thinks that Merlot sucks.
Anyways, I wrote this song called "Rongles And Tia Were Meant To Be But Now Rongles Weighs 125... (What A Whale)." It's the coolest inside joke you might never get. I played my guitar to it, and it has this U2 sound when I have to yell "WHAT A WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALE, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEAAAAAAL!" But, I'm telling you, it's going to be a smash hit. My next song is "Dylan Owens Works At KFC."
Heh, I went to Walgreens today with Brandon and my mother, and neither Brandon or I couldn't find TAPE. Either we're dumbasses, or it's a conspiracy. My cousin was there today as well. My mom was flipping out. She was like "Oh my gosh! IS THAT CHRISTINA! Patricia, go check!" "-disgruntled noise-, -pokes head out- Yeah. It is." "OH MY GOSH, HOW COOL. She goes to Walgreens!" "We keep it in the family." "What?" Well, anyways, my mother saw my other cousin's mother (I have too many cousins), and she was talking to her about life. And she was like, "-points at me- Oh yeah, she's doing SO well at school. She's really changed it around since leaving Monte Vista. And her boyfriend works here." "WHAT THE FUCK! Mom!" "Well, he does!" "No?!" "Whose that kid you were talking about earlier then?" "I was talking about... Dylan. The one who plays in the most awesome band ever." "He's not your boyfriend?" "... No?" "OH, sorry." "-looks over down aisle, sees someone- ... Perfect timing!" "Hey, Pat... did you know that you look like Richard Ramirez when you smile?" "Thank you, Brandon. That means the world to me." Wow, now that was an embarassing time, especially when Brandon said, "Say you love Satan..." to the cashier, and I answered with, "I have an objection! That is fucked up!"
Brandon had a seizure when I enthusiasticly said, "Look! Discount bird seed!", and he was fondling this huge bottle of Walgreens brand sleeping pills. I have this feeling I have to play adult with my mother and stepbrother. I'm like, "Mom, no, we're not buying cat collars. BRANDON, put down those sleeping pills! To the cashier." Oh, yes, and Brandon found it hilarious when I said, "Hey, they're selling umbrellas. How awesome." The umbrellas are secret umbrellas, they were hiding out. Walgreens is a good place for running into your distant cousins, not finding tape, and having to tell your stepbrother to stop fondling a huge bottle of sleeping pills.
That's all that happened today, really, except for the fact that I re-cut my hair, rented films, and fell asleep because "Sideways" is a boring film. I hope that bitch doesn't get his book published - "UHH! UHH! LYE FROM 'GEORGE OF THE JUNGLE'! UHH! I DIDN'T CHANGE THE ENDING, I JUST CHANGED OTHER STUFF. OMFG, WWWWWHY DON'T YOU PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEH ALL THE TIME!" Because you're some hungover asshole who thinks that Merlot sucks.