hello. my name is inigo montoya. you kill my father. prepare to die.
im hungry. way to complain palermo. i want chinese food. dont ask why. theres a chinese food place literally twenty steps from my building. but im not allowed to leave my room. now someone tell me thats not just plain cruel. after a week and two days of sleeping til 9, eating candy and junk food and playing far too many video games (and dont get me started on how many DVDs ive watched), im finally tired of the smell of rubbing alcohol and bags of saline. im also tired of people getting redirected by the front desk to my number asking for a kid called jason (whom i apparently sound just like, according to his father who called three times today). dave's livejournal has been updated by yours truly, which is a good indicator of how bored i am. ive already beaten goldeneye: rogue agent just in the time ive been in here, and im running through it again. how sad. visitors? nope. just family. once a day or so. saturday should be good im expecting people then... right?
[edit 5:52 pm]: my moms on her way and shes going next door for me :-P nice
oh and ive come up with a new smiley-ish thing:
^_^ ==:;`
its called "goodbye kitty" and its pretty self-explanatory
ok thats all for now, loyal livejournal-readers
~(I have no first name)