tell me something awesome. about anything you so desire. ooh, or ask me a question. reeeeaaaallly, anything, i just need something. you're all i have right now. well, it's 8:00 so i'm gonna go throw up now. LaTeRz!
When you get back to U of I, would there be a way we could hang out? I'll come down some weekend Drew's free, and if you want to groove with us, you're welcome to join our group.
Just a thought.
Oh, and last night I had a dream that I had a girl's face. Because I had a girl's face and a man's body, I got a phone call from Marilyn Manson. He wanted me to join his band. So I did.
He showed up at my house to pick me up, and he pulled up in a shiny, black Impala. I hopped in, and the rest of the dream was about Manson driving away from the cops.
Great dream. Nothing beats a downtown police in an Impala with Manson.
Yeah. If that counts as being busy, then I'm swamped:)
Oh, and if someone doesn't have the guts to at least post their name, I usually just delete their comment. Because it's really easy to take cheap shots at people, but it's hard to keep people as friends.
1) i hate to say this... i'm... i'm so sorry sean and other person (i'm assuming jes)... the sheep was broken by shannon and her family when they were moving her out. they knocked it off my desk and it did not survive the fall... please accept my deepest condolences... i didn't know how to tell you. it's still really hard. for all of us.
2) i think if i were any kind of office furniture i would be one of those copy machines with the automatic stapler in it because they both fascinate and frighten me. that's actually not furniture i guess. in which case, the cubicle walls that have windows built in. i think they're funny. i have one (at work).
So I always have weird ass dreams. Like, 6 nights a week.
One time, in like my second year of college, I dreamt that my roommate (and at the time, friend) was a chick and we had sex. It was weird.
Then the next night I dreamt that I had made a clone of myself that was a hot chick, but I could control her 'cause we had like the same mind (but not brain?) and then we got it on a lot.
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Just a thought.
Oh, and last night I had a dream that I had a girl's face. Because I had a girl's face and a man's body, I got a phone call from Marilyn Manson. He wanted me to join his band. So I did.
He showed up at my house to pick me up, and he pulled up in a shiny, black Impala. I hopped in, and the rest of the dream was about Manson driving away from the cops.
Great dream. Nothing beats a downtown police in an Impala with Manson.
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Oh, and if someone doesn't have the guts to at least post their name, I usually just delete their comment. Because it's really easy to take cheap shots at people, but it's hard to keep people as friends.
:L:EE
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i guess i say stupid shit and listen to shitty music because i am stupid and shitty. seriously.
if you hate it so much, stop reading, asshole.
thanks,
lindsey
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YOU GOT SERRRVED!
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What makes you guys so cool? What do you do?
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Also,
If you could be any piece of office furniture, what piece would you be and why?
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2) i think if i were any kind of office furniture i would be one of those copy machines with the automatic stapler in it because they both fascinate and frighten me. that's actually not furniture i guess. in which case, the cubicle walls that have windows built in. i think they're funny. i have one (at work).
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So I always have weird ass dreams. Like, 6 nights a week.
One time, in like my second year of college, I dreamt that my roommate (and at the time, friend) was a chick and we had sex. It was weird.
Then the next night I dreamt that I had made a clone of myself that was a hot chick, but I could control her 'cause we had like the same mind (but not brain?) and then we got it on a lot.
They were interesting dreams.
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