chuckle chuckle
This is what happens when Tubbi forgets to log out of my computer when he goes to bed. It is now 2:37 in the morning and I'm awake in my room supposed to be doing a paper i choose to procrastinate on. We just got through watching infomercials/murphy brown/aqua teen hunger force. I made Kool-Aid and we were happy. We have this cat named Boba, his fucking awesome (or she). Tubbi is actually still online right now and I am 100% sure he knows exactly what I am doing. I can only imagine. Well I am supposed to be doing a Critical Response to Rick Bragg and Richard Wright essays, but after finishing my 1500 word essay so fast I felt so good, I decided to procrastinate as long as possible. So now I'm gonna be up a few more hours finishing (or not starting) this essay. Well I don't really have much else to say on Tubbi's journal...I'd get into other stuff but...this is Tubbi's journal not mine. Tubbi is awesome. He respects women as human beings and is quite the golfer. He enjoys the sophisticated sounds of the opera. Grund is an american face smasher. Tubbi and Grund enjoy discussing movies over glasses of orange juice . Grund has no time for silly nay sayers. He likes to cook pasta at 2 in the morning. Centrum has taken over our lives. As it turned out, Kool Aid did not cure Tubbi's cold. Boba is a cat. Ian is a dog. Ian goes "ba, ba, ba"; Boba goes "meeeeowwww, meeooowwwww"; AUMB!!!!, WAR DAMN EAGLE!!!!, grund already knows what day saturday is and respects it, and finally for all you inquisitors out there who want to know Tubbi, Grund, and MattYoung's household motto...here it is...(drumroll)
THE HOUSEHOLD MOTTO: "To miss a dream is like sweet children that i can empty my chocolate on."
"My time is up, I thank you for yours"
-Jim Fyfe
p.s. I will never update my journal again...I said never.
THE HOUSEHOLD MOTTO: "To miss a dream is like sweet children that i can empty my chocolate on."
"My time is up, I thank you for yours"
-Jim Fyfe
p.s. I will never update my journal again...I said never.