Ewww! LJ ate my entry.
Most importantly on the agenda of nonsense is the fact that my purple Pez taste like grape-flavored balloons. I have never tried a grape-flavored condom, but perhaps that's what they taste like. Somebody get me one so I can test my hypothesis.
Dennis spent the night on Wednesday and was stuck with me til 3. Then I went to Gram's until 6 then came home and I think I passed out around 7.
My bed sorta collapsed. That's what I'd call it at least. I went downstairs to make a milkshake, and when I came back up, the bed was slanted downward, leaning on the wall. Maybe I'm just really heavy and killed the mattress? Or something? I can't tell through examination what really happened. It makes no sense to me. But the thing is at least 16 years old so maybe I can just blame it on being an old POS.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY IAN!!!
Not liking the way Mom's car drives. It constantly felt like I was hydroplaning. When Matt came to trade personal effects I had him look at it. He said it might be the alignment which is way messed up. Cars are stupid.
So there's a loaded pistol under the electronic chess set I used to play with as a kid. My father was a very trusting man.
I'm leaving today to go to Heather's apartment. Jeff has been delegated to entertain me when Heather's at work tomorrow so he told me we're going to the gym. I love him.
Oh I lost another pound sitting around being a fat gluttonous fuck. I call it the cookie dough milkshake, cake, meatball sandwich and beer diet. Peso 135.4 libras ahora.
Mom gave me an analog watch for my birthday. Not just analog but it's one of those ones that only have 4 markings. Every year I tell her I can't read a goddamn watch and so every year she buys me one anyway. If I don't know now I never will! But eh, my digital watch broke, so I'm wearing the new one to look cool. Big fat white leather analog watch. I'm so mod.
Dennis spent the night on Wednesday and was stuck with me til 3. Then I went to Gram's until 6 then came home and I think I passed out around 7.
My bed sorta collapsed. That's what I'd call it at least. I went downstairs to make a milkshake, and when I came back up, the bed was slanted downward, leaning on the wall. Maybe I'm just really heavy and killed the mattress? Or something? I can't tell through examination what really happened. It makes no sense to me. But the thing is at least 16 years old so maybe I can just blame it on being an old POS.
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY IAN!!!
Not liking the way Mom's car drives. It constantly felt like I was hydroplaning. When Matt came to trade personal effects I had him look at it. He said it might be the alignment which is way messed up. Cars are stupid.
So there's a loaded pistol under the electronic chess set I used to play with as a kid. My father was a very trusting man.
I'm leaving today to go to Heather's apartment. Jeff has been delegated to entertain me when Heather's at work tomorrow so he told me we're going to the gym. I love him.
Oh I lost another pound sitting around being a fat gluttonous fuck. I call it the cookie dough milkshake, cake, meatball sandwich and beer diet. Peso 135.4 libras ahora.
Mom gave me an analog watch for my birthday. Not just analog but it's one of those ones that only have 4 markings. Every year I tell her I can't read a goddamn watch and so every year she buys me one anyway. If I don't know now I never will! But eh, my digital watch broke, so I'm wearing the new one to look cool. Big fat white leather analog watch. I'm so mod.