...is a good band.

Fuck off!

You fucks!

"Leukamia." - me
"What?" - mom
"I said goodnight." - me
"Oh, I thought you said 'leukemia.'" - mom
"I wouldn't say something like that." - me

Fun times.

Every day is the same thing. Fuck, again.

My sister is a whack-job. She was getting ready for work, so I asked her to tell me when she's out of the bathroom so I could take a shower. She yells at me for trying to rush her. Why do I live with an idiot?

Ahhhh... fuck again times 2!

Ahhhh, fuck.

Random 1am phone calls with Becky are good times. I could get used to this. It's good to talk with old friends.

Today was boring. I worked. Yesterday was the poker tournament. I lost money; oh well. Then we went to Cheesecake Factory. Then I was home and talked to Becky on the phone for like 2 hours about what's new in life because we only see eachother like once every year. We talked about her boyfriend being a jackass. I want to actually get to hang out ( Read more... )