Weirdness
I've not had a bad week at all really. I haven't really seen or talked to my friends very much, but it feels oddly refreshing. I guess I'm needing this tiny break. In a day or two, I'm sure I'll be called back again. I've been feeling anti-social. I don't know why. I also have been sleeping! BUT NOT GETTING RESTED AT ALL. I don't know what's wrong, lol. I think it's my anemia again because this cold that I am just getting over really took me back a bit.
I still need to give Amb her birthday present. SHE HAS EFFING MONO! WHAT THE HELL!? LoL. However, she is still going to Daytona, don't worry! It's good, she need and deserves this vacation!
I feel bad because I planned something with Amanda on friday for her birthday, but it's going to have to be postponed.
There are 3, 40 oz. Bud Lights in my computer trashcan that weren't there yesterday. I hate my step dad.
Eric--Just letting you know I'll tell you when you're thinking with your penis, brain or heart :)
Chris--have fun on wasted wacky wednesday
ECKA!--I MISS YOU! I look by Pizza Hut everyday to see if your car is thurr so I might stop in and say hello...but it never is...tear...eh, I'm over it.**erika**
Amanda--when are we playing?
I was kind of loopy last night, and I thought this up and it was funny, it's sort of a paridy of a Jack Handey-type thing:
I think a good movie would be if a mentally handicapped man did nothing but walk in an elipse around his house his whole life because he was afraid he wouldn't die at home. He accepted charity from the neighbors, food, water. He also would take showers behind the house. You wouldn't see this in the movie, but you'd hear him whistling, the water and a rubber ducky squeak every now and then to give the affect of a shower. Then a shot to some lambs making it in the daisies. Then you see the man building a grocery store by his house so that he could grocery shop and still die at home. Then when he's old, you see him lay down next to his house, in the daisy garden, and blissfully fall asleep, for all eternity. Dying at home......then more lambs.
Yeah, so....definetly hating being lonely, haha.
Everything,
Jenna
I still need to give Amb her birthday present. SHE HAS EFFING MONO! WHAT THE HELL!? LoL. However, she is still going to Daytona, don't worry! It's good, she need and deserves this vacation!
I feel bad because I planned something with Amanda on friday for her birthday, but it's going to have to be postponed.
There are 3, 40 oz. Bud Lights in my computer trashcan that weren't there yesterday. I hate my step dad.
Eric--Just letting you know I'll tell you when you're thinking with your penis, brain or heart :)
Chris--have fun on wasted wacky wednesday
ECKA!--I MISS YOU! I look by Pizza Hut everyday to see if your car is thurr so I might stop in and say hello...but it never is...tear...eh, I'm over it.**erika**
Amanda--when are we playing?
I was kind of loopy last night, and I thought this up and it was funny, it's sort of a paridy of a Jack Handey-type thing:
I think a good movie would be if a mentally handicapped man did nothing but walk in an elipse around his house his whole life because he was afraid he wouldn't die at home. He accepted charity from the neighbors, food, water. He also would take showers behind the house. You wouldn't see this in the movie, but you'd hear him whistling, the water and a rubber ducky squeak every now and then to give the affect of a shower. Then a shot to some lambs making it in the daisies. Then you see the man building a grocery store by his house so that he could grocery shop and still die at home. Then when he's old, you see him lay down next to his house, in the daisy garden, and blissfully fall asleep, for all eternity. Dying at home......then more lambs.
Yeah, so....definetly hating being lonely, haha.
Everything,
Jenna