Oct 28, 2004 18:58
ok, so if anyone happens to get this, please explain it to me because i dont.
so christie and i, for fucking who knows what reason (i think part of it may have to do with shit leah talks) have had beef or whatever.
so that last post i posted i said like, blabbla i dont like her shes annoying or something like that and she posts back and tells me i look like mr. ed?
1.wtf does what i look like have to do with anything?
and 2.since when does she read my journal anyway?
and what reason would she have to do so? other than going out of her way to start drama.. i see no reason for it..
oi. whatev. i wish i could say i didnt care, but things like that do piss me off. i guess fuck doing anything tomorrow night. im so sick of all the people i know. so immature.
so much ridiculous.
and leah of course must always perpetuate things to the fullest.
i dont even remember what it was i did to piss leah off this time. but by god that girl can sure hold a grudge. and it wouldnt even be so bad if she were just pissed off at me for.. whatever i did, or whatever.. but its not like that with her. she goes off and talks shit to everyone she knows to try an get them pissy at me too..
guess it just goes to show how much people dont think for themselves..
oi. anyway. oral fucking surgery tomorrow at ten AM. = suck. fuck al's party? fuck everything tomorrow night? stay home and take drugs and write songs called perkicet and popcicles? yeahhh, for sure. with any luck, dearest jesse would stop by, but i doubt he will.
any suggestions for movies to rent? i wanna watch battle royale again.. that was nuts. oh, i should get highway i havnt seen it in forever. hm. bleh.
fucking livejournal- i hate you.
i think im gonna have an anti-technology week. no television, no computers and no phones.
fuck that would make my life so much cooler..
yeah, so im out for a while. if not because im protesting the tech. then because im drugged and in too much pain to.
if noone comes to visit me, ill take it as a hint, hahaha.
yeah.late.
<3 always,
mr. ed, himself