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I am taking a break from my homework even though I haven't actually started my homework yet. I'm drinking some Metamucil and reading stuff on the internet like any other 56 year old would be doing on a Sunday night.
If you don't keep stirring the Metamucil it clumps up and sinks and you choke on it. You choke on it anyway because it doesn't taste so good. But I don't have juice and I don't feel like drinking soda and water is so boring so the next logical step was Metamucil. It smells good. Kind of like Tang.
Who else wants to go bowling Friday night? It might be fun. Loud music, pizza, smoke and big black balls. I can't believe that fucking guy ate three pounds of sour cream.
Last night after the baseball game we drove past the porn shop and took pictures of the guy standing outside. The first time he didn't expect it the second time he covered his face.
The Metamucil has clumped. My brother also bought a Mopar this weekend. Only not the same kind of Mopar. What a coincidence.
Last Thursday I was offered the job of my dreams and turned it down because the schedule interfered with school. How's that for fucked priorities?
Today I ate and ate and ate and ate some more and could've kept going. I think I have worms. I will starve myself for three days and then sniff a glass of milk and if worms jump out of my nose I'll know I've got a problem and if nothing happens then I guess I was just hungry.
My homework isn't going to do itself. I should probably get started on that soon. Maybe in 15 minutes because I want to review a restaurant.
JONS RESTAURANT REVIEW OF POKEZ
Pokez is a Mexican food place thing in downtown San Diego. They don't have air conditioning. Everyone that goes to Pokez is an emo fag. They all have piercings and tattoos and talk about "art" and the "underground subculture." This one fag tried to sell me his comic book for two dollars. Yeah buddy, fuck you. I can make my own comic book for free.
I guess anytime a restaurant serves "vegan" food by default you should just expect a crowd of fags.
The food was good even though it took two hours for the waitress to come and take our order and bring our food.
In closing I would like to say that I hope someone does a suicide bombing of Pokez during it's busiest time to commemorate Never Forget Day.
Speaking of Never Forget Day I was thinking of having a Never Forget Day BBQ. Anyone interested in attending?
Maybe we will have Never Forget Day Bowling night. That would be a good theme...You know since you roll the big black ball into the pins. Kind of symbolic of what Never Forget Day really means.
If you don't keep stirring the Metamucil it clumps up and sinks and you choke on it. You choke on it anyway because it doesn't taste so good. But I don't have juice and I don't feel like drinking soda and water is so boring so the next logical step was Metamucil. It smells good. Kind of like Tang.
Who else wants to go bowling Friday night? It might be fun. Loud music, pizza, smoke and big black balls. I can't believe that fucking guy ate three pounds of sour cream.
Last night after the baseball game we drove past the porn shop and took pictures of the guy standing outside. The first time he didn't expect it the second time he covered his face.
The Metamucil has clumped. My brother also bought a Mopar this weekend. Only not the same kind of Mopar. What a coincidence.
Last Thursday I was offered the job of my dreams and turned it down because the schedule interfered with school. How's that for fucked priorities?
Today I ate and ate and ate and ate some more and could've kept going. I think I have worms. I will starve myself for three days and then sniff a glass of milk and if worms jump out of my nose I'll know I've got a problem and if nothing happens then I guess I was just hungry.
My homework isn't going to do itself. I should probably get started on that soon. Maybe in 15 minutes because I want to review a restaurant.
JONS RESTAURANT REVIEW OF POKEZ
Pokez is a Mexican food place thing in downtown San Diego. They don't have air conditioning. Everyone that goes to Pokez is an emo fag. They all have piercings and tattoos and talk about "art" and the "underground subculture." This one fag tried to sell me his comic book for two dollars. Yeah buddy, fuck you. I can make my own comic book for free.
I guess anytime a restaurant serves "vegan" food by default you should just expect a crowd of fags.
The food was good even though it took two hours for the waitress to come and take our order and bring our food.
In closing I would like to say that I hope someone does a suicide bombing of Pokez during it's busiest time to commemorate Never Forget Day.
Speaking of Never Forget Day I was thinking of having a Never Forget Day BBQ. Anyone interested in attending?
Maybe we will have Never Forget Day Bowling night. That would be a good theme...You know since you roll the big black ball into the pins. Kind of symbolic of what Never Forget Day really means.