Officer, I thought the baby was a bowl of pretzels
i got a new kitty, names BONES. he's so cute and is watching my fingers type this and is wanting to jump on them and attack them. he thinks my fingers are snakes. he just wants to save me from these dangerous serpents that have somehow attached themselves to my hand. ok now hes pawing at the chord to my headphones. i don't even know why im wearing headphones im not even listening to any music. maybe its just a cool look for me.
well i was going to delete this journal but my girlfriend keeps reactivating the account because she loves it so much? so i guess i should write something in it. or maybe she thinks its stupid and its one of her really ironic jokes (like the one time she went to the mall and bought a panic at the disco shirt.) it's like ultra irony. it didn't even make sense at first. maybe one day ill be on her post-comedic zen like level. maybe one day ill find out than IM just another one of her jokes.. that wouldn't be so funny.
what have i been up to you might be asking? well, work.. im going to school at the end of the month! COLLEGE YEAH! man college better be exactly like animal house or im quiting. speaking of house, im moving into a sweet house with 2 gay guys (but only one of them is like gay gay) what else? i haven't been writing as of late which is sad. im just waiting for something really bad to happen to me so i can have something to write about again. i need to get abducted by aliens or into another car accident or maybe loose a ball. you know that reminds me, i wouldn't REALLY mind loosing one eye. i mean, how fucking tough would you look wearing an eye patch all the time? someone would be like HEY THIS AINT HALLOWEEN BUDDY and then you can take it off so they can look you in the eye and hole where your other eye used to be and then they'll be like *gulp* where was i? i wasn't really anywhere to begin with. but now im actually even more not anywhere..
hey im going to the beach tomorrow! im ultra stoked. thats why i can't sleep right now. well that and my sleeping schedule is fucked up due to working those late night hours in the hellish sandwich factory. my sweat and blood goes into those turkey toms and club lu lus that you drunken college brats shove down your smart ass mouths.
alright. this entry has reached it's potential. in this wee morning hour i can offer you nothing more. plus my eyes feel like they're bleeding. i hope i have a wet dream. if you[re lucky you'll be in it!
BYE!
well i was going to delete this journal but my girlfriend keeps reactivating the account because she loves it so much? so i guess i should write something in it. or maybe she thinks its stupid and its one of her really ironic jokes (like the one time she went to the mall and bought a panic at the disco shirt.) it's like ultra irony. it didn't even make sense at first. maybe one day ill be on her post-comedic zen like level. maybe one day ill find out than IM just another one of her jokes.. that wouldn't be so funny.
what have i been up to you might be asking? well, work.. im going to school at the end of the month! COLLEGE YEAH! man college better be exactly like animal house or im quiting. speaking of house, im moving into a sweet house with 2 gay guys (but only one of them is like gay gay) what else? i haven't been writing as of late which is sad. im just waiting for something really bad to happen to me so i can have something to write about again. i need to get abducted by aliens or into another car accident or maybe loose a ball. you know that reminds me, i wouldn't REALLY mind loosing one eye. i mean, how fucking tough would you look wearing an eye patch all the time? someone would be like HEY THIS AINT HALLOWEEN BUDDY and then you can take it off so they can look you in the eye and hole where your other eye used to be and then they'll be like *gulp* where was i? i wasn't really anywhere to begin with. but now im actually even more not anywhere..
hey im going to the beach tomorrow! im ultra stoked. thats why i can't sleep right now. well that and my sleeping schedule is fucked up due to working those late night hours in the hellish sandwich factory. my sweat and blood goes into those turkey toms and club lu lus that you drunken college brats shove down your smart ass mouths.
alright. this entry has reached it's potential. in this wee morning hour i can offer you nothing more. plus my eyes feel like they're bleeding. i hope i have a wet dream. if you[re lucky you'll be in it!
BYE!