I'm not really joking when I say i think I've got SARS. or something equally as bad. I can't stop coughing. My throat doesn't hurt, and I feel fine, but i've got this white-trash grandma cough that I can't get rid of. For like, 2 weeks now? You know when you cough so hard that you think you're going to puke? fuck i hate that ( Read more... )

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uughh. the drama.
everywhere!
holy shitttsville.
all i count on right now is fuckin' Kendra to spread the love.
"Hi Bike Hi Kendra! Love, Bike."
fuckin' Kendra. Poor Isa.
I am the new Isa.

holla!

things i say too much.
"oh man"
"awesome"
"oh, Whaaat?!"
"no shit"
"fuck off!"
"huh?!"

my favourite rooms, in order.
*kitchens
*bathrooms
*bedrooms
*living rooms

why i like my friends.
*they leave me alone
*they laugh at my jokes.

things I like about the summertime.
*trees
*flags

um. i realize that i'm not the only one that does it, but i'm starting to think i'm the only one that CONTINUALLY does it.
sigh.
i guess it's part of my charm?!

start over start over start over
i need to get out of here
i've got a plan
i just need the action
i fucking hope it just starts pouring...

GUURUURURRRRRHHHHUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!
you know that part in Garden State where he climbs to the top of that thing and just screams into the nothing?
i need to do that.

i've just heard a story about a lady who got bitten on the head by a mosquito. the mosquito had an egg in his paws, so he put it in the lady's head. the bite healed over, and so the egg grew in the head. the egg was the egg of a fly, but not just any fly. a fly that is a million times larger than a normal fly. the lady went to the doctor, and the ( Read more... )

anytime i see someone titling a blog entry with Jawbreaker lyrics, i automatically love them. hi, spencer.