i'm in such a thinking/talking/writing mode but i've got no desire to share with anyone in particular and also the pair of ears i chose to share these precious gems of knowledge with would explode. so i'll share them with no one/everyone (the internet).
i don't actually know where i'm going with this, anyway. i have nothing really to say. all i have is like this sour burning feeling in my chest and alot of built up anger and confusion and a little bit of love and happiness mixed in too. my life is so retarded. and i mean that. like, in the politically correct way, haha. it's legitimately retarded. slow. last night was fun i guess, jen and chris are very cute together. we went to target and olive garden, quite possibly one of my least favorite restaurants in the restaurant chain industry. the only good part about olive garden is the bread dogs.
then we went to lena's and i failed at guitar hero in public. its cool. we watched halloween and i am not a fan. i got wine-lipped and was a baby. we watched tila tequila and i fell retarded in love with bobby.
my sleeping was weird and my waking was weird but we got lena back for leaving us at such an inopportune time...
then we went to enp and giggled and i went home and got shat on by my family for being
1. satanic
2. sacreligious
3. drug-addled
4. lazy
5. unfeeling
6. drunk
7. stupid
8. disrespectful
9. fat
10. ego maniac
i hate eveything. end of story.
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