monday'
balls to the walls`
today. was insane. i got a bit accomplished, but then again, nothing got done. i did succeed in getting a check number for a vendor though. i guess i get hyped up when i'm busy. heh. art yelled at me again. "JENNIFER WHAT ARE YOU ON?!" .. "me?" .. "TAKE A TRANQUILIZER!" i don't think i'm that bad. weeee got a huge box full of godiva chocolates in the mail today. and it starts. the parade of gifts. from the vendors asking us to kiss their ass. ooh. there was a gingerbread house made into a cumby's chillzone. ahah. it was great. i stole the tree and gave it to lori. it was made out of an ice cream cone.
i stalked a skinhead later on. it was fun. and then threw wads of avon magainzes at him. jessica and i had fun. :: nods :: i got corn nuts. & super monkey ball. my ps2 works again! muah hah. the spirit wants me to have it.
maryjane & stitch are hunting each other in my room. on the bed, in the dresser drawers, in the laundry bag, now skidding out into the bathroom. i don't want to see a day when they have to depart. bad thought. go away.
i want a teleport machine. again i say.
damnit.
:: kicks dirt ::
jessica is cooking shrimp. and something. i love her. oh she has two things to tell me. oh. i have to rearrange my gallery. our sink. is no longer clogged. josh came to the rescue with this oversized dildo looking plunger. fucked the sink. and BAM! itsa clogged no more!. jessica and i were going to do the dishes but i got home all wound up smelled the funk & got aggravated and did them.
i have crabs.
maryjane just pounched stitch again. her fat little ass shaking in the air. ahah stitch paw to the face. nice shot. ok. i'm ending this babble now.
today. was insane. i got a bit accomplished, but then again, nothing got done. i did succeed in getting a check number for a vendor though. i guess i get hyped up when i'm busy. heh. art yelled at me again. "JENNIFER WHAT ARE YOU ON?!" .. "me?" .. "TAKE A TRANQUILIZER!" i don't think i'm that bad. weeee got a huge box full of godiva chocolates in the mail today. and it starts. the parade of gifts. from the vendors asking us to kiss their ass. ooh. there was a gingerbread house made into a cumby's chillzone. ahah. it was great. i stole the tree and gave it to lori. it was made out of an ice cream cone.
i stalked a skinhead later on. it was fun. and then threw wads of avon magainzes at him. jessica and i had fun. :: nods :: i got corn nuts. & super monkey ball. my ps2 works again! muah hah. the spirit wants me to have it.
maryjane & stitch are hunting each other in my room. on the bed, in the dresser drawers, in the laundry bag, now skidding out into the bathroom. i don't want to see a day when they have to depart. bad thought. go away.
i want a teleport machine. again i say.
damnit.
:: kicks dirt ::
jessica is cooking shrimp. and something. i love her. oh she has two things to tell me. oh. i have to rearrange my gallery. our sink. is no longer clogged. josh came to the rescue with this oversized dildo looking plunger. fucked the sink. and BAM! itsa clogged no more!. jessica and i were going to do the dishes but i got home all wound up smelled the funk & got aggravated and did them.
i have crabs.
maryjane just pounched stitch again. her fat little ass shaking in the air. ahah stitch paw to the face. nice shot. ok. i'm ending this babble now.