Stale pizza in the morning
I guess it's technically the afternoon now. I felt super lazy last night, and didn't feel like doing any cleaning. Friday nights are usually boring, and unless my friends actually have some plans, they don't really call me just to hang out--which is fine, because I feel like if they did, I'd just end up lazing around with them, doing nothing: getting slaughtered at Halo by Jarred at most. Kody and I had a pizza party (of two) and watched Pineapple Express though, and that was hilarious, and not nearly as weedly retarded as I'd expected.
Anyways, I woke up today an hour before the crack of noon and cleaned my heart out. I made some fucking crazy strong coffee, it's kind of disgusting actually, so I had to water it down. My room floor is clean and shiny, as is the sink counter, and now all that's left is my desk and the food counter.
I'm going to read a whole lot to day. I got my hands on a certain rough rough draft of a fantastic novel series to-be, so that is exciting. I am kind of behind on my comic script, so I should probably get to that today also. It is looking pretty fucking awesome.
Good news: my shoulder is no longer fucked up.
My head feels clean!
Anyways, I woke up today an hour before the crack of noon and cleaned my heart out. I made some fucking crazy strong coffee, it's kind of disgusting actually, so I had to water it down. My room floor is clean and shiny, as is the sink counter, and now all that's left is my desk and the food counter.
I'm going to read a whole lot to day. I got my hands on a certain rough rough draft of a fantastic novel series to-be, so that is exciting. I am kind of behind on my comic script, so I should probably get to that today also. It is looking pretty fucking awesome.
Good news: my shoulder is no longer fucked up.
My head feels clean!