Feb 19, 2006 23:33
I attribute my insanity and OCD tendencies to Papa.
It's all his fault, goddamnit, he drank when I was in the womb.
I just attributed that like, right now.
anyway, I like to lust after the clothes in target, knowing that I can't afford them on a salary of nothing.
I feel like cheeto's.
Yesterday I made a cake for Mama, with walnuts of course, cause I just felt like it. Actually, it was her birthday. Wtf, I don't even know how old she is...
did you know that fart is composed primarily of methane gas, or, CH4?
i like telling people that cause it's the only thing i remember from chemistry.
i know there's going to be some stupid boy down the line who holds a freaking lit match next to his anus whilst said fart takes place just because it's a gas and it's highly flammable.
seriously, though, would his ass catch fire? would the fire go up his anus? nevermind.