DISCLAIMER: If what you reada make youa unhappy, then fly de plane into de building, AH !
Such a perfect sweetheart my Sherri is. "God damn!" (With-a-P/Cobain style). Such a lucky guy I am, so happy and lucky. I'm >full< of the heart variety because of her :))))))
Somehow I only slept 4 hours last night and I just *snapped* woke up around 5:30am... I tried until 9:00am to get back to bed, but it was time to get up and attack the day. I had a bitter fucking cup of tea (grocery list = earl grey tea, not this fucking red rose bullshit) , 2 slices of left-over pizza, a bottle of water, and a ginger-ale. NOW my stomach feels fine. Every morning I wake up my stomach is in knots and cramps and bloaty and pukey and gross.. since being a little kid... I would never eat "breakfast" I couldn't stomach breakfast food in the morning, the key for my tummy is to make breakfast like every other meal, like a meat sandwich, pizza, soup , that kind of thing. SHUT UPPA DIS BRAIN RAMBLIN
So yeah. I hung out with peeps the other night that I haven't hung out with for a while. Sorry I'm a big weirdo, I've just been and am somewhere else, somewhere that's perfect for me. I guess I am self-centered after all. HUUAAAAAALLLLLLWWWWWWW~~ Up yours!.. because as if none of you are :P~
On that topic, not the least bit surprising to see that
-the boss- hasn't changed at all.