( Silver bells and cockle shells )

( How does your garden grow? )

Shit! Shit shit shit. Yesterday was fucking mother's day, wasn't it? Shit. Maybe mom's high enough I can convince her today's Sunday. Fuck, I hope so.

[ooc: After Shelley's comment, 'wanted' is scratched out and 'watched' is scribbled over in big black pen]

What the fuck? Just wanted WATCHED a porno where a guy drowned in a bowl of chicken noodle soup. In 3D.

That's some weird shit. People are fucked up.

Dude, the Pope is doing mass at a fucking baseball stadium next week. Two baseball stadiums. I almost want to see that shit!

Anyway, not really going. Being around that many clergy types gives me hives these days. But I've got four tickets if anyone wants them. Probably better if you're not just going to throw shit, but whatever.

Guitar Hero. Free Bird. Five Stars.

Beat that, bitches!

Okay, it might've been just on Hard. Whatever. I rock.

[Added in five minutes later:]

Still don't like this thing.

[Added in after this exchange:]

I mean the journal thing. Don't like the journal thing.

Fuck I'm drunk.

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