The wheels on the bus go round and round...
So whats up everyone, I just experienced the most profound revelation. 10 minutes ago I walked through the door of my humble adobe after hanging out with CJ and proceeded to eat breakfast cereal. The strange thing that happened to me was when I was getting my cereal out my dog came into the room with me and I suddenly realized how fucked up everything is. Why do dogs live in our houses? They're animals, like raccons or chickens but dogs get to do whatever the hell they like and we eat most the other animals. How did dogs get this special honour? They smell there own shit and eat puke... I mean seriously how many of your friends do you know who smell their own shit after they take it. Dang, this seemed to make good logical sense at the time I thought of it but Im getting the feeling that when I see this tommrrow I will probably feel embarrasses for acting like such a dumbass and delete it. Oh well, cheers everyone.