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So I thought I wanted to write for some sweet magazine in 6 years and be all rich and cool like the chicks on sex and the city. I don't want to anymore. I fucking hate writing.
Friday me and Kylie made fools of ourselves and kept saying we were going to "go here" but we never did. Saturday I made a huge deal about wanting to see Sin City and we were going to go but then my bi-polarness snapped off and I didn't want to go anymore. So me and Nick watched a couple of the funniest home video episodes with faggit bob saggit and we laughed..
So yesterday me and Nick go to that chicago premium outlet mall. The ride up was good. We park in a stroller only section. What the fuck is that? Nick found alot of shit..."I have a black belt in keeping it real," is by far the gayest/greatest shirt ever made. I on the other hand found a fucking lameass pair of jeans at zumiez..I don't even like them I just felt as though I needed to buy something. So anyways whatever we leave and we're looking for an olive garden. We ended up an hour and a half later at a red lobster and I think Nick would have strangled me if he could have by that point. I remained mad for a good 15 minutes until an apology came. We go in and I'm all pissy because I'm starving and there's a line and we're not even guaranteed smoking. Finally we get to the booth and we decided on an appetizer. The appetizer never came and the lady dropped our salads. Anyways make a long story short I snapped into psycho stage for sometime. The ride home was 200 times better but we're never going there again.
I worked tonight and got the sweetest pair of china shoes ever....
Friday me and Kylie made fools of ourselves and kept saying we were going to "go here" but we never did. Saturday I made a huge deal about wanting to see Sin City and we were going to go but then my bi-polarness snapped off and I didn't want to go anymore. So me and Nick watched a couple of the funniest home video episodes with faggit bob saggit and we laughed..
So yesterday me and Nick go to that chicago premium outlet mall. The ride up was good. We park in a stroller only section. What the fuck is that? Nick found alot of shit..."I have a black belt in keeping it real," is by far the gayest/greatest shirt ever made. I on the other hand found a fucking lameass pair of jeans at zumiez..I don't even like them I just felt as though I needed to buy something. So anyways whatever we leave and we're looking for an olive garden. We ended up an hour and a half later at a red lobster and I think Nick would have strangled me if he could have by that point. I remained mad for a good 15 minutes until an apology came. We go in and I'm all pissy because I'm starving and there's a line and we're not even guaranteed smoking. Finally we get to the booth and we decided on an appetizer. The appetizer never came and the lady dropped our salads. Anyways make a long story short I snapped into psycho stage for sometime. The ride home was 200 times better but we're never going there again.
I worked tonight and got the sweetest pair of china shoes ever....