Hey guys, back from beyond with a heads up on my current little hobby. I'm doing a Halloween countdown blog (might expand it past Halloween, but its looking like just that for now
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Two more weeks at the Villa, and then no more. Thank God. Though once I leave, I don't know who will be left to backtalk at the boss's fat wife
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I sent Fred Penner an e-mail (through his website) and he e-mailed me back.
Sad thing is, that has been the highlight of God only knows how long. Though he didn't answer my question as to whether or not the Word Bird is still around.
Steve took me to a party. We played drinking games. I met this adorably adorable kid that I kept saying looked like Marty Biron (and he knew who Marty Biron was). I learned to play Guitar Hero. I met a rather cute guy from R.I.T.
Said cute guy proceeded to whip his cock out at me when we were behind the house having a smoke.
Welp, I have a date Thursday night, and I seriously don't want to go through with it. I can only hope he finds me brutish and uninteresting, so I won't have to let the poor kid down as politely as possible.
And I really need to quit being such an affection monger when I'm drunk. Really now.