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Would you like to make a deal? If by the time we are both 25 (because that is obviously so old) we do not have our own pistachio nuts, we will be each others and live a glorious life as those tasty green nuts are known to do?
That sounds like the plot of a movie. Oh yes, My best friend's wedding. My sister and grandma used to watch that over and over again.
Besides that though, it seems like you had a nice day. At least you didn't have to sleep in balboa park and get cattle prodded by people with megaphones at 6 am. Perhaps I'm bitter.
In conclusion, clothes are uncomfortable anyways. Unless you are in a very very cold climate.
Julia Roberts was in that movie? I'm sorry I brought it up. I hate her so much. Stupid woman with Steven Tyler's mouth syndrome.
I have several bovine friends in mi estomago maybe. Speaking of them, I think I'm about to make some more.
I think that would be a good plan. I've never been a big fan of the cold, or the heat for that matter. I would probably settle for the cold, but rack up enormous heating bills.
Just an update on my daythelmatwaddleApril 30 2006, 21:48:56 UTC
Have definitely decided to ignore the fact that it is a beautiful day by most people's standards and am reading in bed and napping in a flip-flop pattern with an occasional bathroom visit. The sequence is as follows... nap + read +nap + read + bathroom visit + nap + read + nap + read + bathroom visit + ... therefore we see that every fifth term in this infinite sequence is a bathroom visit, which takes the form of me rolling out of bed, throwing a robe on over my slip, saying a big fuck you to vision by way of not putting on my glasses, and trodding back to bed directly.
My main point in all this being Have you ever noticed how your need to go to the bathroom exponentially increases as you near the facility and consequentially, the toilet. if i need to go while i am sitting in my room i end up rushing to sit down when i get in the stall. Was i just improperly potty trained? Damned sadist parents.
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Besides that though, it seems like you had a nice day. At least you didn't have to sleep in balboa park and get cattle prodded by people with megaphones at 6 am. Perhaps I'm bitter.
In conclusion, clothes are uncomfortable anyways. Unless you are in a very very cold climate.
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At least Balboa Park is beautiful... and being cattle prodded gives you a better appreciation for our bovine friends... of whom you have many.
I agree on this last point. In conclusion, this is why I will probably refrain from taking up residency in any location with a very very cold clime.
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I have several bovine friends in mi estomago maybe. Speaking of them, I think I'm about to make some more.
I think that would be a good plan. I've never been a big fan of the cold, or the heat for that matter. I would probably settle for the cold, but rack up enormous heating bills.
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nap + read +nap + read + bathroom visit + nap + read + nap + read + bathroom visit + ...
therefore we see that every fifth term in this infinite sequence is a bathroom visit, which takes the form of me rolling out of bed, throwing a robe on over my slip, saying a big fuck you to vision by way of not putting on my glasses, and trodding back to bed directly.
My main point in all this being
Have you ever noticed how your need to go to the bathroom exponentially increases as you near the facility and consequentially, the toilet. if i need to go while i am sitting in my room i end up rushing to sit down when i get in the stall. Was i just improperly potty trained? Damned sadist parents.
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even now.
love you.
mean it.
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