bleh.

forgot to mention that my wound from the golf club is healing very nicely in case anyone was worried.

so, i think i might be in luck.
i might have 3 friends now.
i'm pretty sure miranda is my friend.
will is definately my friend.
and will's friend tyler might be my friend.
so that's a grand total of 3.
sweet.
much better than 1 and well on my way to un-depression!
i couldn't be happier.

two days ago i got hit in the head with a golf club; it sucked ass ( Read more... )

i'm home.

i hate people who think that everyone else's shit smells like five million times worse than theirs.
they need to shutthefuckup.
everyone's shit smells bad sometimes!
i mean, yeah, sometimes it's not too bad, but everyone has a really, really stinky one sometimes.
and they need to realize this.
just because you think you are sooo awesome ( Read more... )

let's se, let's see...
no more papa johns.
nebraska in like 1.576284389 days.
in debt about... $300.

i'm tired.

so, friday night, auditorium, 730, be there.
and bring like $10.
please.
i <3 you!
p.s. will got me an ipod and i effing love it!

tomorrow is one year of pure love and joy. <3

this day, june the eighth of two thousand and five, marks the death of frankenfurter the guppee. he was a nice fish. he was a good fish. he lived well and he lived long, longer than any other fish i have ever known and longer than anyone expected. he was killed in a battle with brad the younger, cooler brad the chinese guppee. he left behind a wife ( Read more... )

i gotta stop eating when i'm not even hungry.
i gotta get not fat.
and not as ugly.
and i gotta shit.