theres bird shit on my car.
theres not even a tree by my car.
what was it a drive by shitting?
i should borrow Aprils bb gun and pull a Pacino.
if you know what i mean great...if not...you suck. or something completely more eloquent.
im wearing shorts.
in March.
this makes me not happy and simply shows me this summers heat will be yet again completely stifling and perhaps unbearable.
i need a good dose of random.
Meems has informed me she hates old people riding bicycles because if they fall down you cant help but laugh. "sure its mean but amusing and they look funny" - direct quote from the mind of a 9 year old. most definitely my child.
cheetos are the bane of my existence. if i see them i must eat them. on the upside i dont wind up harpoonable. good sauce.
there really should be something more intellectually stimulating in here...or at least mildly interesting...however i just returned from the market...on a saturday...where girl scouts were selling their satanic cookies...and old people were backing up down aisles with no regard to the other people in their path. it was basically a complicated game of pinball...yet with instruments that cause injury...
however...if there ever was a game of human pinball..oh wait...i saw that last nite on Maximum Exposure...course the people were the ball. please excuse my viewing pleasure due to the fact it wasnt my viewing pleasure. the things i do for that child. i'm sure there was some city confidential or forensic files on A&E i missed. *sigh*
ive just decided if humans tasted of cheetos i would eat them. how about them apples?
*goes in search of something productive*
