( boringness )

A: I'm fucked!

B: Oh, I'm sorry. Good luck with that.

A: No, That's a good thing. I'm fucked! I'm fucking!

B: ...oh. ?

A: *really drunk* No, but like. It doesn't matter who you're fucking. Cause it's still fucking. I mean, it matters who you're fucking, but really... it's still just fucking when you get right down to it, and that's awesome ( Read more... )

Because of today's crappy events, I've decided to make this a "friends only" journal. Along with that, I'm also narrowing down my friends list. If I took you off it was because ( Read more... )

Some fucking weird-o just called my cell. I asked who it was.. and I was ready for an "oh sorry, wrong number" but the guy says (in some old pedophile/hannibal voice) "Who is thiiis?" ... And I almost dropped the phone. o_O Crazy bastard. *shakes fist at you* ...Scary thing is that it rang just as I put up an away msg with my cell number on it. I ( Read more... )

Holy crap! Dr. Suess! That's german for Dr. Sweet! =o OH EM GEE! Germans are gonna be in my house in 8 days! CRAZINESS!!@@#1` 39OE fhaifjs afj FdSA

shoooorty

Edit: ...I think his name may have been Dr.Seuss, which would crush the excitement I just had, but I don't care! Because I just decided to have a boy and name him Lenin Seuss *insert last ( Read more... )

I've been listening to that badgers flash for about half an hour. I'll muster up the energy to put on some other... real music. I'll do it. In a sec.

Arrgh! So difficult!

Trembling when you want to lie.
Crying when you can't get by.
Projected in your own mind.
Problems of the worst kind.

Feeling really good... and then all of the sudden you're crushed. Y'think you're all on top of things... got your mood set. You're gonna end the day mellow. But no. Crush. One little word'll set you off and then you just can't talk to anyone anymore. No one can make you feel better. You'll just take it as pity. So you turn to your pillow. You wish ( Read more... )

Oh em gee! My computer has been ressurected! This is bigger than Buddha. I hope this isn't one of those Cinderella things. Like... great til midnight or whatever. What a tease. Anyway, now that my true love is back, I need to molest it right away. I'm going to listen to Scotty Doesn't Know and then watch Happy Tree Friends! Man, I was in bad need ( Read more... )

I think it's safe to say that phlegm is now pouring out of my face.

Yes. Pouring!

That's what I would say .... if my phlegm were a person.