Sep 22, 2005 00:23
I really don't have too much to say.
Mom's coming tomorrow, and I'm sure beer will be drank, and thoughts will be put into words, into sentences, into paragraphs, and exchanged.
Tomorrow's Thursday. My bad, today is Thursday. Payday is tomorrow. Fucking payday rocks. The day and the candy bar.
Watched a show called Supersize She on TLC tonight, it was fucked up. It was about a female body builder. Man, her arms were as big as my thighs. Very manly for a woman, too manly for my taste.
The new Coheed and Cambria album rocks out pretty hard. Their albums are weird, though. When Brendan first let me borrow the second one, (the first I had heard) I thought a couple of songs were okay, then I figured out that it fucking rocked after a couple 2-3 listens. The same thing happened with the first one when I bought it. This album is definitely starting to rock more and more every time I listen to it. They can write an anthem like nobody's business.
Well, that's it dudes and duderino's, (dudenesses if you're into the whole brevity thing) guess Imajumpoffit, yo. Man, this is the shortest entry in a long time, although I could still cut a bunch of the crap out.