If a rolling stone gathers no moss...
So, since I've been asked to update my journal, I actually will update.
First off, I went out with Megan and Phillip last night. We saw Anchorman, and afterwards, they dragged me into Barnes and Noble for a little blast from the past, so they say. Melissa was at the front counter, and I was so awkward, I immediatly walked in the opposite direction, which happened to be further into the store. Whoops. Couldn't manage to look directly at her...Maybe saw her for about five seconds the whole time. The only thing that really bothered me is that I couldn't get those two gadflys off my back for a moment. Humbug.
Secondly, I'll share a story with you. I just went to the bathroom, and there was lint on my penis. What's up with that? It's not like I have shorts that're falling apart. And then, what made it worth telling, is that the poor little guy looked like he was growing moss from ill-use. Like some sort of erotic cobweb that's cluttering up my groin. I wonder if I'll ever need use that area. I'm sorta thinking that not only will I not have the chance, but I won't want to even if a chance rolls along. Bleh.
P.S. Kara, when you wrote to me, I was sleeping. I only got an hour and a half of sleep last night, so I napped from 4:30 to 8:30, then went out to eat food.
First off, I went out with Megan and Phillip last night. We saw Anchorman, and afterwards, they dragged me into Barnes and Noble for a little blast from the past, so they say. Melissa was at the front counter, and I was so awkward, I immediatly walked in the opposite direction, which happened to be further into the store. Whoops. Couldn't manage to look directly at her...Maybe saw her for about five seconds the whole time. The only thing that really bothered me is that I couldn't get those two gadflys off my back for a moment. Humbug.
Secondly, I'll share a story with you. I just went to the bathroom, and there was lint on my penis. What's up with that? It's not like I have shorts that're falling apart. And then, what made it worth telling, is that the poor little guy looked like he was growing moss from ill-use. Like some sort of erotic cobweb that's cluttering up my groin. I wonder if I'll ever need use that area. I'm sorta thinking that not only will I not have the chance, but I won't want to even if a chance rolls along. Bleh.
P.S. Kara, when you wrote to me, I was sleeping. I only got an hour and a half of sleep last night, so I napped from 4:30 to 8:30, then went out to eat food.