If My Head Wasn't Attached To Me... I'd Lose It

Feb 03, 2005 12:06

Last night I was sooooo close to crying. Here's how it went down:

I had put off reading this book for English class until the night before- last night. (Their Eyes Were Watching God, by Zora Neale Hurston)
Anyway it's 9:30-ish, I open my backpack. I grab a book. It's Fahrenheit 451! “Darn Wrong Book!”
So dooodeeeedooodeeedoooo, I go back to my backpack, and open it up. I look to where I keep my books. There are no more books. @!%$#^$#^%$#%#@%$#@$. To put it nicely.

I'm usually very containitive (not a word) of my feelings, but I'm so pissed, and sad, and frustrated, and URGH! where did it go?

New Topic: Ahhhh! Yes! Shopping for other people sucks.

People need to come with little pre-made gift lists.
Bob Barbara
  1. Pink Socks (Sizes 6-8)
  2. Watch (Rolexs only, please)
  3. New Green Day CD (Canadian Pile-of-Shit)
  4. Money! (I only have a $100, “I can break that!”)
  5. World Peace (Get A Life)


  1. New Bicycle (The one with the little frilly things on the handle bars)
  2. One of them there slingshots (something like a long, bong, dong, kong, song, ahh! a thong.)
  3. Gift Certificates (You know, the ones that'll never be redeemed because they're to stupid places)
You See, Shopping Made Simple!!

Random Word:
sca-tol-o-gy: n.
  1. The study or preoccupation with excrement or obscenity.
  2. obscenity, especially words or humor refering to excrement.
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